"Whip Art; Restriction Style – Python's Coil!"
Whoosh!
The vines bolted forward like a furious serpent before coiling around hind legs of the mammoth, and with an aggressive pull, the mammoth's eyes widened in shock before tripping into an uncontrollable fall.
"Whip Art; Offensive Style – Lash Barrage!"
Elder Yin didn't even let the mammoth catch its breath before bathing it in several barrages of lashes;
Spurt! Splurt! Splat!
Fruunnn!
The mammoth trumpeted in pain as Elder Yin took its consciousness to the brink of death and back on several occasions.
Commander Jiang and Elder Kang blanched in fear as they warned themselves to never cross the paths of both ladies.
In little to no time, the mammoth had been made short work off and was already bleeding through its orifices including its eyes and nostril;
Huss!
