The blood stains on the man’s white robe were like plum flowers painted randomly on Xuan paper as he blocked his opponent’s sharp claws with his sword; his movement was extremely beautiful.
He couldn’t tell if the blood on his robes came from his companions, his own wounds, or his enemy. He had fought too long to notice it.
This was the longest night he had had in the past 400 years. He had seen too many deaths tonight. He was exhausted and his mind had become fuzzy. His wife lay on the ground not far from him and he wished that he could lie down by her side now. But before that, he must end this battle.
In fact, he wasn’t sure if he could defeat the opponent who had severely wounded his father, but he had no way out.(read on noodletowntranslated dot com to support the actual translators)
Finally, he found an opportunity and cut off the machete-like fingernails on his enemy’s left paw; immediately, he stabbed his sword into his enemy’s chest. The monster wearing a green tiger-head mask didn’t move back; instead, it took a few steps forward and let the sword pierce its body while stabbing its other claws into its opponent’s shoulder artery.(read on noodletowntranslated dot com to support the actual translators)
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