Upon the Iron Sentinel's roof, Shi Tian readied himself.
His mechanical right arm glowed with a dense blue light as he charged the Light Beam.
The enhanced power of the emitter made his arm feel increasingly heavy. His tension mounted as he watched the battlefield, searching for the perfect moment.
"Come on, move out of the way already." Shi Tian muttered softly. The Light Beam was going to be powerful, so he did not want to accidentally injure any of the soldiers.
He merely wanted to gain their attention, and not their enmity. But the only way to attract their attention was the center of the battlefield.
Continuously charging up the Light Beam, Shi Tian was beginning to feel a slight strain on his body, but he preserved.
"Just a little bit more…" He mumbled, his eyes narrowing as he glanced at the battlefield.