The Golden Crows were formidable, overwhelming the Magma Giant in an instant. It stumbled backward repeatedly, its body riddled with countless cracks as lava gushed forth.
"Damn it, someone come help me!"
The Magma Giant roared, its voice thunderous, as the rage in its eyes congealed into substance and erupted.
Not far away, a pure-blooded Toad Lord had just arrived to help when a sudden shiver of danger chilled its heart.
Looking up, it saw that one of the cannons on the distant Golden Giant seemed to be aiming right at it.
"Shit! You keep him busy, I need to get out of the line of fire!" The Toad Lord's eyelids twitched wildly as it flashed into the distance, continuously and rapidly shifting positions to escape the Golden Giant's aim. There was no other choice; the sense of danger was too intense. If that blast truly hit, it would be crippled, if not killed.
