Not eager to get his arm crushed into a pulp, Wukong lashed out at the Elpe's heel, giving it a huge gash that caused the Elpe to roar and crumble to the ground, setting him free.
No more than a second after he attacked the one eyed Elpe, several more were already at him, from both sides even.
Getting up as fast as he could, Wukong dashed toward the nearest Elpe, which had formed a fist that was descending for him.
As the fist got closer, Wukong side-stepped and the fist came down with a crashing sound. At once, Wukong spun with his sword so yet again he cut through the tendons of its hand.
Doing so had caused the Elpe to roar from pain and stagger backwards. Not paying it any mind, Wukong dashed forward, ducking, leaping and rolling under several grabs, pounds and stomps from the Elpes around him.
