Crow rides a plane!
Tiger Vanguard sprang into the air and slammed his heavy fist into Great Beast's pitch-black armor. A clang rang out, followed by a tremendous recoil that numbed his right arm and sent pain stabbing through his chest. He was startled.
"Motherfucker, you're pretty tough."
Tiger Vanguard drew a Red Copper Saber from his waist and brought it down with mountain-splitting force.
Another clang rang out. Unable to hold on, Tiger Vanguard let go, and the Red Copper Saber clattered to the ground. Now he truly lost his cool. "Bronze Head and Iron Arms is my exclusive spell! How does a black little pest like you know it?"
But Great Beast could not speak.
Enraged at being ignored, Tiger Vanguard retrieved his treasured saber and hacked wildly. "Force! Domination! Slash! Strike!"
Heimu quipped, "It obviously has an invincibility skill, and he still charges in. Your friend's a real hothead."
Chen Feng shrugged helplessly. "What else would you expect?"
Just then.
Great Beast suddenly darted aside, swung its venomous tail over, and lashed out with its stinger.
"Watch out!"
Uncle Blackwood reacted instantly, conjuring an elemental sword each from lightning and fire magic to hold the scorpion's tail firmly in place.
With help arriving, Tiger Vanguard thanked him repeatedly. "Many thanks, my human-demon brother! Another day, I'll teach you a marvelous transformation art and make sure you find yourself a beautiful wife!"
He had barely finished speaking.
A cold gleam flashed, and a treasured sword wreathed in icy mist thrust out, nearly skewering Tiger Vanguard like a candied hawthorn.
Tiger Vanguard shivered and asked,
"So cold! Little long-eared lady, what's the meaning of this?"
"Sorry. My hand slipped."
The Elf Hero Elibelle wore a dark expression as she gripped the Ice Holy Sword tightly. Her meaning was clear: