บท 838: Stalemate

They say that hell hath no fury as a woman scorned. But what if the woman in question was a Sun stage, I think even hell itself would want to run away.

The Cryptic Sun's surprised expression lasted only a fleeting second after the Blue Sun's whispered "Got you," before his body violently met the ground. The sound of his skull smashing into the earth was deafening, shaking the entire cave with its force. Dust and debris exploded into the air, swirling like a tempest around us, and the ground beneath us trembled from the impact.