"Whoosh!"
It was as though Tyrion didn't exist in that point in time as he flashed from his previous position.
Time slowed to a craw and the surroundings which was illuminated in bright neon lights instantly blurred into a blurry streams of colors.
Within that millisecond, Tyrion appeared above the cyborg as though he had walked out of space.
His mane which had turned deep red crackled with crimson electricity. Tyrion's tiger-formed face was wild, malicious and berserk.
The killing intent his eyes exuded was off the chart as his gigantic hybrid form. The glow from his pupils caused streak of lines in midair as he moved.
The dark Cypher blade within his claws was coated in extreme lightning, both blue and red as they interwoven around the blade like a runic pattern.
The red caused from the friction of air resistance against the blade while the blue from the Nine Sky Thunder Blade.
This maeks the end of this novel... Or not...