Hold On Tight

Simyon was left in shock after seeing Safa use their special card for someone else rather than themselves. Even though the man in front of them was able to absorb Qi, someone as strong as the statue surely could have done something that would allow them to win the battle.

With the way both he and Safa were, Simyon was sure it would be a loss for them to go up against this person, but her words were strong, and she sounded confident. It wasn't a completely lost cause.

"Alright, alright, I will be your shield, Safa. Go ahead and take this guy out!" Simyon said, punching both of his gloves together.

He could see Safa had poured her Light Magic into the tip of the spear again. If they knew one thing, it was that they could hurt the bald-headed man.

"Let me take the lead. I can use these gloves to try and hold him still, and then you finish him off," Simyon claimed.