Stark saw his life flash before his eyes. For a moment, a thousand thoughts raced through his mind.
Had he been full of himself? Were his goals a hopeless quest?
'Will I die here?'
Stark he bit the insides of his cheek with so much force that he tasted blood, the pain shocking him back to reality.
'Think Stark, Think! There has to be a way!''
What did he have that could save him from certain death?
As Caylus swung his blade, sending devastating winds in his way, he gritted his teeth, a plan already forming in his head.
"Now!"
Shifu suddenly emerged in front of him, alongside the second goatman.
Just as the winds were mere seconds away from tearing him apart, Shifu shoved him away from the blast—while the second spirit kicked Shifu to the side and swung its axe uselessly at it.
Whoosh!
