C188 Getting Close

Whoosh!

A figure dashed through the night sky like a shooting star, hurtling toward Poisoned Hand with a trail of sparks in his wake. The air crackled with the sound of sonic booms as he moved, a fiery line snaking towards Poisoned Hand like a ravenous python.

"Hmph, seeking your own demise. No one can prevent the Exalted One from obtaining what he desires," Poisoned Hand sneered