"The Matriarch!" The Ten Great Masters roared in unison, but not a single one of them went to aid their master. Instead, they simultaneously attacked Tu Sha, who was suspended mid-air.
Tu Sha once again split his knife, one blade supporting him against the ground as he used the force to leap up, dodging the iron chains of the ten men.
Seven evil spirits charged at him simultaneously. Tu Sha, caught in mid-air with nowhere to retreat, swung his blade again, aiming to repel them.
These seven spirits were very crafty; they played a relay game in mid-air. One grabbed another's leg and swung forcefully, causing three of them to change direction at increased speed, dodging Tu Sha's slice.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak..."
Spurt, spurt, spurt, spurt...
A chorus of rat-like squeals mixed with the sound of blades slicing through flesh rang out. In just a second, Tu Sha didn't know how many times their sharp claws had struck him, sending flesh and blood flying!
