"Watch out, everyone! We're under attack by an Ancestral Great Demon!"
A thunderous roar echoed from the cockpit, followed by an intense surge of Spirit Charm from within the Hundred Machines Giant Kite.
Jiang Qiu frowned, his gaze fixed out the window. The wings of the other Hundred Machines Giant Kite sliced through the air. Its body, enveloped in a cyan Gale Spirit Charm shield, bucked and swayed like a paper airplane caught in a gale.
'How could we be attacked by an Ancestral Great Demon in mid-air?'
'What kind of attack is this?!'
"Fuck! The flight to the rookie tournament has been safe every single year. Why is our year the one to get hit?"
"The key is, why would an Ancestral Great Demon go out of its way to ambush us! And how would it know our flight path and movements?!"
The cabin erupted in a clamor of voices.
