If I didn't have teeth, I'd use my gums.
If raw strength wasn't enough, I'd use everything else I had.
I didn't have the luxury of waiting until I became strong enough.
Not with Leona lying behind me.
Not while Shibazorak was casually walking away as if the fight were already over.
Lan.
Zhao Yuren.
My primal qi.
And every artifact I had at my disposal.
I'd use all of them.
Shibazorak glanced at me again.
"You're still coming?"
"I told you."
I lowered my stance.
"I'm not letting you leave."
He stared at me for a few seconds.
Then sighed.
"Kid, I already told you. You're not strong enough."
"I know."
His eyebrows rose slightly.
At least I wasn't pretending otherwise.
"And I don't care...!"
Lan transformed in my hand.
The weapon shortened and narrowed until it became a short sword.
The weapon I was most proficient with.
Shibazorak's eyes narrowed.
"Huh."
He smiled.
"You really do seem like a different person now."
I moved.
THUD!
