He looked ahead, his first choice naturally being the direction closest to the Salrutaka Temple in a straight line.
He lifted his hand slightly, weariness washing over him in waves, but still he clenched his teeth and held on, aligning the cold, luminescent glow of his metal gauntlet towards the front. His boots, covered in scratches, also took a small step forward, resting on the edge of the roof.
"Miss Tata."
The Fairy Construct nodded slightly, unfurling its skirt and taking flight, leveling with him, its silver hair dancing in the sky.
And the crowd was taken aback.
What was he doing now?
They saw that in front of Fang Hong were enemies a thousand times his number, the ferocious Dragon's Claw minions like a black tide, spreading their wings and taking to the sky in a menacing wave descending upon him.
That scene left everyone breathless—
