"Second Brother, are you okay?" Tian Xin called out to Tie, his voice tinged with uncertainty and fear.
Tie, who had stopped roaring, slowly turned his head to look at Tian Xin. The red glow in his eyes flickered and pulsed, setting an unsettling rhythm that made hearts skip a beat.
Suddenly, the red glow in Tie's eyes faltered for an instant. In the same moment, his figure vanished and reappeared in front of Tian Xin like a phantom. His Iron Hand reached for Tian Xin's head.
"Second Brother!" Tian Xin wanted to dodge, but his body failed to keep up with his mind's reaction. He could only watch helplessly as the Steel Body's hand caught hold of his head.
Tie seemed to hear Tian Xin's shout; his grip hesitated. In that brief pause, a nearby sword reached out, blocking Tie's hand.
Tie gripped the sword's blade. Taking advantage of the moment, Tian Xin's body finally caught up with his mind. He leaped backward with all his strength, retreating dozens of meters.
