The Great Winged Tiger growled in defiance, glaring daggers at Ryker as he closed in. This time, however, the beast was prepared, and the sky was originally its domain! With a twist of its enormous body, the tiger deftly dodged Ryker's lightning palm, some feathers flying loose as it continued to ascend.
"Oh, no you don't!"
Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately for the Great Winged Tiger, Ryker had been brainstorming ideas for dealing with flying enemies and other such nimble opponents ever since his fight with the assassins, seeing as he couldn't always 'borrow' from Luo Shuchang and that he wouldn't be able to fly on his own, any time soon.
Instead of simply falling to the ground, he quickly took out a large weight from his dimensional pocket, conjuring it at his feet and kicking off of it to propel himself up.