Chapter 289
Meanwhile, back at the cursed island, the battle had turned critical. Funny thing was, it hadn't even started yet.
Jay had just unleashed the Lion Roar again. That made it twice in one day.
Normally, that technique should only be used once, unless you were suicidal.
But Jay? He pushed through anyway. The strain on his body was brutal, but he didn't care. From the very first exchange with the Dark Emissary, he knew.... he wasn't on her level.
Still, the Lion Roar changed things. His strength, speed, and defense were all pushed to a monstrous new height. The surge of qi burning through his veins was wild, untamed, intoxicating. For the first time, Jay felt like maybe—just maybe—he stood a chance.
"The rest of you, cover me," he said. Then his gaze cut to Ronan.
"Hey, killer. You're with me."
Ronan's face didn't even twitch at the nickname. "Let's go," he muttered, "and try not to get hit."
Jay smirked. "No promises."
Then they charged.
