Xi Na's power

Xi Na's heart pounded violently. Her grip on her scythe tightened.

There were four of them.

Each one of them was strong.

Each one had their own beasts.

Earlier, when they had been surrounded by the Henragens, they hadn't been able to use them.

But now—

They had space.

They had freedom.

They had time to retaliate.

Xi Na's breath was shaky.

A single mistake—

And she would die.

Suddenly—

A glowing, shimmering energy form materialized on her shoulder.

A familiar loud, grating voice rang out.

"WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE THIRTY-FIVE HOLY ROOSTERS IS GOING ON?!"

Glock'Nine's energy form appeared, his body radiating a faint red glow.

His tiny energy wings flapped aggressively, making him look like an overly dramatic, angry fireball.

"YOU'RE FIGHTING ALREADY?!"

His voice cracked the air, vibrating like an explosion.