The Thunderclaw Bird's strength should have overwhelmed the Stone-Helmet Spirit.
But its old injuries were too severe, its energy within reduced to a mere trickle, its wings, once a source of pride, now crippled from a great battle not long ago.
Now, it couldn't even walk smoothly, let alone fly.
The Stone-Helmet Spirit had its own scars, yet they were nowhere near as critical as those of the Thunderclaw Bird.
Most importantly, it could vanish to gain distance, while the Thunderclaw Bird could only stand still, relying on lightning for attack and defense.
The skirmish, to everyone's surprise, was subtly tipped in favor of the Stone-Helmet Spirit.
For what might have been the umpteenth time, the Stone-Helmet Spirit's circular eyes emitted a purple glow as the black ground beneath it opened like an abyss, dragging the Thunderclaw Bird down.
To the Thunderclaw Bird in its current state, the skill "Night Spirit Feast" was practically unavoidable.
