"Are you kidding me?" As those words left Lee Dojin's mouth, wings spurted on his back, lightly illuminating the darkness.
The shadow cracked its neck (a weird sight to see). Right after, on his back too, a pair of wings manifested, though they were not of light, but shrouded in total darkness. "How about you try and find out?"
"That's more like it," Lee Dojin joked. "It is no fun fighting against a being that cannot communicate. It's like beating up a sandbag, you know?"
It chuckled. "Is that so. For thee, I hope it is not the last thought you hold."
Jia-h and Hassan were dumbfounded by the exchange. The whole endeavor seemed like something straight out of a superhero film. They almost thought they were caught inside some low-budget fantasy world, was it not for the great heat scalding them.
