A white flash swallowed the battlefield, searing the sky and ground alike as the dragon's roar of agony split through the light.
The severed foreleg, flung itself like a living club and slammed into Yu Xuan. He flew backward end over end, skidding across the churned earth, taste of dust and blood in his mouth.
Before the limb could strike again, Lingluo was already there. She planted both hands on the massive appendage, muscles coiling like springs, and with violence, she spun it into a wide arc.
The limb snapped across the dragon's face with a wet, echoing smack — the dragon's own severed limb delivering him a humiliating blow.
[A/N: True Face Slapping...]
For a beat the giant beast staggered, stunned and bleeding. Then, with a terrible sound, it ate the very limb that had assaulted it.
