Night Eagle vs Monks (2)
*Screeeeee!*
Lian Shen, the venerable monk with eyes sharp as a falcon, squinted at the majestic Night Eagle, its obsidian feathers glistening like the midnight sky. "A creature of the night?" he murmured in awe, the enigmatic aura that surrounded the beast awakening his curiosity.
He Ming, his seasoned disciple, shared his concern. "Elder, that woman is a cultivator, and her companions seem to be connected to the world of martial arts. What course of action do we take?" he inquired, the Night Eagle's imposing presence causing a flicker of doubt.
The hierarchical structure of the Shaolin temple dictated caution and respect in such encounters.
He Ming, a battle-hardened senior disciple at the zenith of the Spirit Tempering Realm, stood beside Lian Shen, a revered elder in the intermediate stages of the Martial Ancestor realm.