"Tsukikage…?" Sol said quietly, caressing his bruised throat.
"On your feet, Sol!" Tsukikage yelled.
There was still no emotion present on the draconic emperor's expression as he stood in supremacy within his domain. Throughout all of their effort in the first clash, not a single blemish had laid itself on the snow-white skin of the emperor.
Jeong-Hui found himself nearly keeling over from the anguish in the losses of comrades, though held himself together sheerily through will. The same couldn't be said for Eunji, who fell to her knees, holding her mouth as her eyes trembled in shock.
Noticing this, Jeong-Hui was about to rush over to get her to move, but noticing that the emperor's gaze found the girl as well, he opted to blink–
However, not even his blink step was fast enough as in that simple gap between his brain processing a command and his body enacting it, Emperor Jiao-Long was already at the young woman's position.
"Eunji!" He yelled.