And now, the Golden Mammoth Clan Player, having lost his hammers, was bleeding nonstop from his nose and mouth, his eyes already showing a color of horror.
Madman, this guy is a complete madman!
The white-hot light burst forth, and Big Cat, who seemed to have been severely hit, leaped up once again. Without his Heavy Sword, he still had his fists, swinging his fists, he brought his Lion Tiger Golden Gang crashing down ruthlessly on his opponent's head.
By now, the body of the Golden Mammoth Clan Player, sunk into the ground up to his chest, became even less agile. Facing such a ferocious pounce from Big Cat, his mental defenses finally crumbled.
"I concede!"
This madman fought with a style ensuring mutual destruction; he could feel that he had been seriously injured. If this continued, even if he barely blocked it, the opponent's attacks seemed to grow stronger. It wouldn't take many blows before he really might die!
