Meng Hao was the first to descend, blazing a trail through the rakshasa swarming below. From a distance, you could see him lighting up his palms, each glowing with deadly intent. He sent precise, shattering palm strikes left and right, every movement perfectly timed and devastatingly effective. Each blow landed squarely on a rakshasa's chest, and the moment his palm made contact, a fiery incineration erupted from within the creature. A hand-shaped flame seared their bodies, burning through their orifices and joints until the creatures exploded into smoke and ash, turning to nothing more than cinders.
Following Meng Hao was the Jade Dragon, his spear dancing through the air like a living thing. Each swing echoed with the roar of an ancient dragon, the sound reverberating through the cavern as his spear cut apart the rakshasa with deadly precision. Where his spear struck, the rakshasa were reduced to brittle shards of crystallized jade, their bodies shattering as they fell.
