'Interesting…'
Inspired by his ad hoc trick, Zhen Liu proceeded to tear off an additional dozen or so squares from his scarf and sent them flying below to the ensnared rebels.
Zhen Liu had the distinct feeling that getting them out of the line of fire was going to be crucial for the next, and hopefully final, phase of his battle.
'Alright, with the people secured…time to fight.'
With his tasks finished, Zhen Liu proceeded to fly further upwards until he was at the same elevation as Blazejudicator and Nepherage.
The duo of blazing kaijin were still in the midst of fighting off the rest of Dante's horde, but at this point in time, they were thinned out enough that they could take a breather...which was odd.
This was the same elevation level that Dante was lingering on, so the fact that he hadn't decided to intervene in the affairs of his kaijin after they were getting their asses handed to them in such a brutal manner was...disturbing from Zhen Liu's point of view.
