"What did you do?" Han Shitian bellowed at him, getting no answer.
His fleshly wounds already started to heal. Probably the effect of a regenerative type fate lock. However, the leg wouldn't be getting any better in a short time, unless it was above Unique grade fate lock. Gale saw to it.
Even if he heals up, Han Shitian wouldn't be able to do anything to him. Gale had already taken away his fang, he was almost harmless at this point. Well, not completely.
"Sorry," Gale told him. "You won't get it back."
A man couldn't grow any more furious; that was how Han Shitian felt about Gale. "What do you mean, I can't get it back?" he yelled. "Just because you caught me off guard in your dishonourable way, you think I can't win against you. Give back my weapon, and we'll see if your tricks work again or not."
