Hail swept across heaven and earth.
It was no longer a question of dodging it, but of how long they could hold out.
Just as Shen Ye was finding it almost impossible to move, Big Skeleton suddenly spoke:
"Put me on your head to block it."
"You aren't afraid of this hail?" Shen Ye asked.
"I'm not afraid of hail formed from this cold, sinister power at all. In fact, I rather want to absorb the power it contains," Big Skeleton said.
"...All right."
Shen Ye rubbed the Ring, took out the enormous skull, hoisted it up, and put it over his head.
"How does it feel?" Shen Ye asked.
"Feels great!" Big Skeleton said.
Only then did Shen Ye relax.
Big Skeleton's body had been over four meters long to begin with, and his head was like an oversized helmet, with enough room to spare that it even protected Shen Ye's shoulders completely.
The hail clattered against the skull, but hey, it just couldn't hurt him. Wasn't that infuriating?
Shen Ye looked a short distance away.
The scions of the Aristocratic Families were running while pulling out all sorts of things, trying to fend off the hail.
Those with armor had it a little easier.
Those with large shields were doing all right too.
Those wearing leather armor, holding umbrellas, or hiding under trees were dumbfounded.
Amid the hailstorm.
Humming a song, Shen Ye turned and walked back toward the scions with light steps.
It would have been great to have the Axe Gang's background music right then.
Unfortunately, there was none.
But that's all right. I have this-
Shen Ye drew the Nightfall Short Sword, tapped out a rapid rhythm on the skull, and chanted:
"Big head, big head, no fear of rain;"
"Others have umbrellas, I have