Who knows what trump cards that Roc may have up his sleeve.
He'd wait until the Roc showed signs of fatigue; then he would strike, leaving it off guard and deciding the match in one move!
Meanwhile.
To the south of the savage wilderness, in the extreme south.
High above the cliff that borders the Western Sea, extending into the clouds.
Within a picturesque expanse of mountains and rivers.
In the courtyard of a house.
Inside a tastefully antiquated great hall.
A number of demons, each with a different type of head, lay sprawled on the floor, soundly asleep, the air thick with the smell of alcohol.
In the middle of the hall, at a long table, sat two large furred demons, their faces also covered in hair. One resembled a ghoul and the other a large monkey. They continued to drink.
These two were naturally Sun Wukong and Yue Rong King.
The two Demon Kings had been drinking for three days straight. How far have they gotten?
