Sai was advancing from the left, but he was definitely slower than he had been. The impact on his left side was affecting how far he could go with his Nine Shadows Step. Although the technique was still effective, it was not as good at misdirection as it once was.
The Iron Claw Titan stood between them.
With a calm demeanour, it bled from the cracked plate on its left shoulder—a dark, sluggish bleed that the Iron Skin Compression was already attempting to close from the inside.
It is healing. Slowly. But healing.
Robert glanced at the cracked plate, then shifted his gaze to the neck part, and finally looked down at the ground beneath the beast. The root. This forest has been thriving for decades without a single interruption.
The roots beneath this section are older than anything in the outer or mid zones.
