"Why is it a problem when I built the altar strictly according to the manual?" Crooked Dragon was a bit frenzied; the moment the altar failed, his heart felt like it was plummeting from the top of a rollercoaster.
"One of the basic principles of Rune Studies: runes must remain intact; your rune lines were blocked by boogers." A cheeky voice came from behind, causing Crooked Dragon to pause.
Instinctively, he glanced at the altar and showed a look of realization, "Oh, that's it...who the heck are you?"
"I'm your dad!"
A massive black Sword Qi slashed towards Crooked Dragon without warning. Suddenly, fine dragon scales appeared on his body, just barely blocking the Sword Qi.
The Sword Qi sliced through the dragon scales on Crooked Dragon's arm, causing them to fall, but they quickly regenerated.
Wen Wen walked out from behind a tree, trimming his nails with the Blood River Sword.
"It's you? How dare you come after me alone?"
