Ayumu was about to approach the flying old man that burst through the metal gate. Anyone with half a brain knew that the Treas wouldn't make the gate to the castle out of some junk secondhand steel. The power that could destroy that must be devastating, however, she was more concerned about the one that could make Emperor Jin flew like that.
"Go..."
"Eh?"
Ayumu didn't even manage to reach the vicinity of his eyes before the latter raised his arm and shooed her away with a gesture. The 'old man' had his face swollen to the brim. Even the blood that came out from his broken nose had a dark hue. There was no telling how powerful the attack was but it certainly looked painful. Her face slightly shrunk as she saw the vessel under his skin popped. It seemed like there was internal bleeding somewhere.
"A-Are you sure?! Uncle, you don't look so good."
