The winged lion had yet to launch a single attack. Noah's team had kept the creature locked in a chain of techniques that had prevented every attempt to defend or react.
The existences in Noah's army were experts in different fields, but they had been together for so long that they could cooperate perfectly. Moreover, their battle experience allowed them to adapt to any situation and unknown technique.
The winged lion had lost five legs and part of its right wing. The creature had suffered a decent number of injuries, but that didn't weaken it in the slightest.
Three legs were more than enough to make it able to charge ahead. The winged lion had Noah and the other experts waiting for it on the floor, but it didn't give them that satisfaction.
The creature's legs cracked on the air before it performed a sharp turn. It was about to fall in Noah's hands, but it suddenly shot toward the massive nine-headed hydra in the back of the room.
