He just grinned.
"Kid."
He looked at Raylo and said slowly.
"You owe me a favor."
Raylo felt a wave of relief and immediately nodded without hesitation.
"Yes, I owe you a favor!"
"Good."
Gu nodded, then slowly got to his feet.
He walked to the edge of the cliff. His gaunt figure looked so frail in the raging wind, as if he could be blown away at any moment.
He slowly raised his right hand—calloused and gnarled like dry tree bark—toward the sky and gently extended it.
Then, he clenched it into a fist.
HUMMM!
In that instant, it was as if the entire world fell silent.
High in the sky, above the battlefield, the Six-winged Angel of Death entangled with the Flowing Wind Giant Dragon suddenly froze.
It seemed to sense something. For the first time, a flicker of emotion rippled through its vacant eyes as it jerked its head up to look at the sky.
The next second, a terrifying scene unfolded.
