Inala vs Gudora (Round Two)

"It's an attack…ack!" One of the surviving soldiers screamed when a Prana Bomb slammed into his face and splattered his head.

Standing a kilometre away was Inala, holding a dozen Sumatra Zingers. Through the Puppetry Skill, he controlled four of them and aimed at the survivors, launching Prana Bombs at terrifying speeds.

They were like cannon shots, brimming with terrifying power. After all, each Prana Bomb weighed two hundred kilograms. And when launched by a Sumatra Zinger, it couldn't be defended against, especially by the exhausted survivors.

When the Prana Bomb slammed into Gudora's face, his head splattered upon impact. He revived beside his corpse as his eyes seethed in hatred upon seeing the Prana Bomb, "INALA!!!!!"

He stared in the direction of the attack, noticing Inala's figure standing atop a pillar of bone. Even though rage clouded his vision, he still had enough sanity to make the right decision, "Take cover!"