"Well~ what are you waiting for?" Feng Shen drawled, his voice laced with mockery.
His lips curved into a small, confident smile as he stood motionless, completely unbothered by the storm raging around him.
Feng Shen's golden eyes remained fixed on the man in front of him, never once blinking.
"Are you going to attack me, or is all that power just for show?" he taunted, spreading his arms slightly, as if inviting the impending strike.
Anita Mui offered no response. He took a deep, steadying breath, closing his eyes for just a moment.
In that brief pause, he centered himself, letting the water flow through him, fully embracing his element.
When Anita Mui's eyes snapped open, a surge of water rose around him like a cresting wave.
With explosive force, he shot forward; the water trailing him in a swirling torrent.
In an instant, Anita Mui was directly in front of the young man.
