72 Too Late

"Hold your position!" Li Wuhan yelled at his group as he landed on his feet when thrown back ten feet. His hand was bloody upon the hilt of his qi sword as he stared up at the monster. He had done it this time. He mentally bereted himself for not listening to Hong Zhao when he said to stay within known parameters. 'No time to think of regrets now.' He thought as he activated vortex thrust and launched himself at the creature. As far as he could tell, it was what Hong Zhao had encountered before, a lion with wings, but this one was five times the size. He had gotten careless in his search for a worthy prey and stumbled upon the beast while it was eating. The green gleam of his eye had promised no escape.

He had spread his group out and had them form qi balls for a barrage. The creature just allowed it to happen. The qi explosions went off without pause, yet when the dust settled, there wasn't even a scratch. Even using qi swords felt like they were just hitting it with stones.