The hawk moved its right wing to the side.
SHING! SHING! SHING! SHING!
Shang's body was pierced by seven long needles, his body now being pinned to the ground.
Blood flew out of Shang's mouth as several of his organs had been destroyed.
'That was so fast! I would have maybe been able to evade two of them.'
'But it shot seven!'
This was an insurmountable difference in power.
Even if Shang had tried his best, five of the huge needles would have still nailed him to the ground.
Shang's body tried to heal with Mana, but some kind of destructive force in the needles was preventing every form of healing.
Clink!
The hawk had landed on one of the needles and was looking into Shang's eyes.
There were no emotions in the hawk's eyes.
Shang was prey.
Predators didn't feel a connection to their prey.
Prey was only food.
Shang looked into the hawk's eyes.
