Eru and Meng Huo stood side by side as they stared at the adversaries in front of them. The red-haired woman rested her maroon-coloured boomerang on her shoulder, "What's wrong? Is that all you've got?" she taunted. "Grr, damn it!" Meng Huo growled in frustration, "If only I had my previous strength" he clenched his fist. "Yeah, old man", the red-haired woman slightly raised her head, "If only you had your previous strength, no, if only you could utilize some aura. You could be more fun to play with." Eru looked at Meng Huo, whose hands were slowly healing, but his posture was ready to attack. Eru put his black sword in front of Meng Huo, "You rest up for a while. Recover your arms first. I'll deal with her", Eru suggested. "B-but master—"