The sound of the Golden Lion and the Grand Commander roaring at each other resounded from behind.
Lann actually found it a bit hard to tell them apart.
But at this moment, he didn't have time to worry about the little thoughts sprouting in his mind.
He ran headlong all the way to the pile of debris shattered by the Kirin.
Lann started to dig, pulling away broken corals, shells, and weeds.
Finally, after two minutes, he touched something with the texture of fur amidst the ruins.
At the same time, his head of silky silver hair, like molten silver, appeared to be on the verge of an electrostatic explosion.
The place where Lann was digging turned out to be the Kirin's head with the broken horn, saving him quite some effort.
Lann reached out his left hand toward the Kirin's head, not yet touching the blue skin with intricate lightning patterns covered with fine scales.
A small arc of electricity erupted from the high-voltage field surrounding the Kirin.
"Crackle!"
"Ow!"
