Sun Wukong, the legendary monkey king from Chinese mythology, cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders, his hands firmly gripping his emblematic staff.
"Let's loosen up a bit, Ruyi Jingu Bang."
Despite his soft, mischievous voice, everyone in the mine heard his words and the demonic kobolds turned to gaze at him.
Did he imbue them with Qi? Was it one of his abilities? They didn't know.
Yet, Adam believed the answer lay elsewhere as his face turned bright red and his heart ignited with a child's anticipation. After all, he would witness the real Wukong in action!
'It's his presence! It passively commands attention.'
His breathing hastened, and his muscles tensed as the monkey king made his first move.
Ruyi Jingu Bang spun in its wielder's hands, creating beautiful golden circles of varying sizes around him in a grand show of mastery and control before a smirk crept on Wukong's lips.
"Grow!"
