The armies are intimidating to say the least, but it's not like Terry is any stranger to seemingly impossible odds. He's a fighter born of the streets, after all. So it's giant dragons and statues and not a bunch of gang punks. Big deal. If you want to survive, you have to act first, think later.
And act he does. "POWER WAVE!" he shouts, pounding his fist into the ground. A force of chi cuts through a row of terra cotta soldiers in front of him. Living statues. Good grief.
He twists his cap around. "Hell of a welcoming party," he mutters, dashing into the fray.
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The armies are intimidating to say the least, but it's not like Terry is any stranger to seemingly impossible odds. He's a fighter born of the streets, after all. So it's giant dragons and statues and not a bunch of gang punks. Big deal. If you want to survive, you have to act first, think later.
And act he does. "POWER WAVE!" he shouts, pounding his fist into the ground. A force of chi cuts through a row of terra cotta soldiers in front of him. Living statues. Good grief.
He twists his cap around. "Hell of a welcoming party," he mutters, dashing into the fray.