[Of wills and tongue]

Knuckles white, Yu Zhúlín found some leverage and ripped the shackles that was wrapped themselves securely around his joints, rendering him unable to move at all. Thep wind around him blew stronger, propelling up in the air even longer, interfering with what Alberu wanted.

And that was to bring Yu Zhúlín down to the ground where he could reach him. But Yu Zhúlín's wind was strong. And Alberu who was trying to drag Yu Zhúlín to the ground using the shackles made out of light, was about to be blown away from Yu Zhúlín's strong winds that Alberu was unable to defend upon.

There was a manic glint on Yu Zhúlín's eyes, as the wind around him picked up.

"Are you not tired?" Alberu panted, his breath labored but the strength of the light shackles only became stronger in time.

"I could say the same thing to you." With a contorted face Yu Zhúlín replied, the chains were blocking his airways. And it became hard for Yu Zhúlín to breathe.

But the light shackles was not the only one that became st