Michael grinned, enjoying Agra's outburst. It gave him time to… think. To plan his next move. To figure out how to deal with that goddamn chimera and its… venom-spitting tail.
Sensing an opportunity, the cobra reared back, its fangs dripping with poison, preparing to unleash another volley. Michael waited, his gaze fixed on the creature, his body tense, ready to move.
And Michael acted as the venom bullets erupted from the cobra's mouth, a blur of green projectiles. He vanished, reappearing a heartbeat later… behind Agra.
He grabbed the Chaos God by the shoulders, yanking him forward, using him as a… shield. A divine shield.
The chimera's attack, meant for Michael, struck Agra instead.