"Why are you so eager to go die?" Joi asked in an annoyed tone.
"Because dying might be fun," Xasha teased.
Joi pushed Xasha aside, not bothering about him anymore. Xasha regained his balance, then charged back into the fray. His opponents were a horde of giant fifteen to twenty feet tall golem-shaped Spirit Fantasma. Their torsos, where their cores lay, were small as a human head, but their hands and feet were huge.
Those giant hands packed a punch. Xasha had to do his absolute best to avoid getting hit by them. His body was strong, but not that strong. Similar scenes to his replayed all around him, one man vs a horde of stone golems.
These golem-looking Spirit Fantasma were of earth affinity and were the rulers of the Jade plateau. Xasha and Co had arrived here four days prior, and since then, it had been constant battles. So much that Xasha almost regretted coming here.
He thought back to his journey here.
