Captain Jin, Wukong's most trusted lieutenant, rode a kirin whose horn blazed with the light of supernovas as he charged directly toward a dragon whose scales were each the size of palace doors. The kirin's hooves struck sparks from nothingness itself, each step creating small tears in space that revealed glimpses of other battles, other moments when chaos had danced with order and emerged victorious through sheer audacity.
"For the Monkey King!" Jin's battle cry echoed across the void as his weapon—a staff that was cousin to the Ruyi Jingu Bang but possessed of its own distinct personality—extended to match his target's reach. Where staff met claw, the collision created ripples in space that made nearby stars flicker in sympathetic resonance.
