But before crashing to the ground, the Winged People Clan Leader's wings suddenly spread open, accompanied by a piercing sound of rushing wind. He gasped for breath, barely stabilizing himself in mid-air.
In his haste, he didn't have time to use his sword to block and could only take the hero's strike with his body. His body, hammered and refined a thousand times, demonstrated its expected toughness. His right arm could still tightly grip the heavy sword, but his left arm hung at his side, charred black. The war scars etched in angelic script on the surface radiated crimson red, as if searing hot stones, the burning pain continuously stimulating his nerves.
Above the now cleared sanctuary group, the divine bird, high and mighty, spread its wings. Endless light and heat surged from between its feather wings, looking down coldly with its phoenix eyes at the inferior species that dared to offend it.
[Hero dealt 271*1.1=298 points of damage to the Winged People Clan Leader]
