Juin watched, agape. "Did that butterfly just come out of Taka's skin?" he muttered to himself before quickly shaking his head. Things were getting weirder, but he had no time to overthink about this matter at the moment.
"Kid, create a protective shield. Things are about to get fun here," said Zheng, the mysterious boy, as he cracked his knuckles; his mischievous-looking yellow eyes glowed slightly at the same moment. He then said in an arrogant manner, "You, the papa kid, fight me! Let me see if those spirit beasts you own…"
Taka looked at Juin for a second before looking at Zheng, and he quickly got into a defensive position. He then mumbled something under his breath, upon which one of the praying beads that he wore as a bracelet glowed in a golden light.
