C858 Angered

The tiger's roar echoed across the heavens and earth, as a fierce gale lashed at their faces.

The disheveled elder and the man without eyebrows both looked alarmed.

"Good grief, this little devil is a true anomaly. He's barely mastered the Formless Image, and yet he's already learning the art of transformation."

"We might as well finish this here," declared the man without eyebrows