Fang Hong was using his Flying Claw to climb onto the roof of a nearby building when his reinforced metal glove snapped a square brick. The fractured brick rolled down, emitting a piercing sound. Fang Hong silently cursed his luck and looked around; the sound of the rolling brick was drowned out by the ongoing rumbling, and the Night Lizard People searching for him in a nearby alley did not notice the noise and quickly disappeared in the opposite direction.
He flipped over, his left hand wound had healed somewhat but was still weak and strained, and the area on his back where he had previously been hit still faintly ached. At that moment, the ground began to shake violently, so he hurriedly lay down. A third of the roof in front of him vanished amidst the shaking, engulfed in dust and smoke. He looked back once more; in the darkness, the giant skeletal figure seemed to rise even higher, the lightweb shimmering.
