The Fish Men Generals roared. They were expecting delicious human flesh, all tender and juicy but had not anticipated that something would pull the falling person back to the building.
Jiang Yu was on the eighth floor of the building, so the Fish Men Generals climbed up to pull him to them with their scaly arms. For demons such as themselves, Jiang Yu was no more than a little mouse hiding in a hole waiting to be caught.
"Meow!"
The sharp claws struck out at an impossible speed. The Fish Men Generals' armor sprouted multiple scratches and blood oozed out of them.
A lightning bolt struck above the street. It hit the burly Fish Men Generals and tore them into pieces where the scratches were on their bodies. The flesh fell to the side of the building in a puddle of blood.