Sodar's thoughts were simple: since you want to force me onto a path of death, then even if I die, I must take a bite out of you. Sodar was very aware of the gap between him and Doro, a gap that could be bridged through continuous cultivation, but he didn't have the time now.
Thunder Light erupted from every part of his body, even his originally handsome hair stood on end. At this moment, Sodar looked like an electric porcupine, clawing and charging toward Doro. He ignored the knife Doro swung at him, and he ignored the fist Doro punched at him. He just wanted to teach Doro a lesson, a fierce lesson.
