Outside the battleship, countless shells rained down on the young boy, drawing a high arc across the sky before descending rapidly towards his position. Watching the barrage of artillery, Bi Xia licked the corner of her lips, raising her hand to touch her wildly beating heart. The star-like blue in her eyes grew even brighter, while spiritual power began to emanate from around her, enveloping the boy. The gunfire sparked against it, unable to shake the shield formed by the spiritual power.
Novelty, freshness.
Fun, exceedingly fun!
A wide, fervent smile spread across the boy's exquisite features. Slowly, he raised his hand, and all the artillery in mid-air came to a halt, poised in a pre-explosion state, ready to strike.
