Shocked, Liu was swift, but a silver figure was even more quick, darting toward the Evil-eye Tyrant wrapped in tattered crane skin on the ground. The battered crane skin was covered with threads of blood and rolling silver magic light. Even the Evil-eye Tyrant couldn't break free from this oversized red robe.
Gortani, with her silver helmet and armor, held her knight's spear straight. The Iron Cross Beast beneath her whipped its flaming tail, galloping across the open fields.
Swan Knight's platinum blonde hair danced in the wind like a string of magical elves.
"Get back here!" Liu shouted angrily with all his might.
Rage had nearly made his brows burst with beads of blood.
Indeed, the power of the Evil-Eye Tyrant could not be underestimated. After so many battles, Liu had never known fear like he had today. Given the choice again, he would never wish to antagonize such a formidable opponent.
