Lightning beasts roared.
The ground — if it could even be called that — shuddered beneath the weight of energy.
Each creature was a walking storm: four-legged, sharp like broken glass, and pulsing with electric light.
Li Ming shot forward first, blade flashing blue. "Lan Yue, left! Xue Yan, right! Bai Guo, stop panicking!"
"I'M NOT PANICKING!" Bai Guo yelled — while simultaneously spinning in the air like a feathered comet.
One of the beasts leapt at him, snapping with a jaw of lightning. Bai Guo shrieked, dodged, and smacked it on the head with his wing.
To everyone's shock, the beast exploded into sparks.
Lan Yue blinked mid-swing. "Did… he just kill that thing with a wing slap?"
Bai Guo stared at the dispersing smoke. "…I'm a genius."
"Or lucky," Xue Yan muttered, dashing through another beast's attack. She twisted, palm glowing with fire-infused Qi, and sent it flying with a kick that would've broken a mountain.
"See? That's how you actually fight!"
