Now that the Bullman had walked through the bronze door, I have no reservation about dealing with the two peak Grandmasters and the old Foxman.
Of the five of them, only Bullman was a danger to me, and with it gone, I have no fear against these three. I will kill them before I think about opening that giant bronze door.
Currently, The Bullman and the Frogman are walking down the stairs; I could not see anything other than the stairs and the immense, dense death and metal energy that I might not be to bear with my current strength.
With each step, this energy seemed to be getting denser and denser, putting more and more pressure on the Frogman that crumbled against the stairs.
The Bullman seemed to expect it and took out a pure white crystal with an unwilling expression and placed it on the chest of the Frogman. Pure white energy covered him, and he was finally able to breathe easily and walk again.
