The man instinctively tried to dodge, but in the end, he was still too slow.
He was slammed hard by his thrown companion, and he fell back onto the ground, losing grip of the gun in his hand which also clattered to the floor.
As the sound of gunfire continued to ring out, the man looked towards the doorway in astonishment.
There stood a Lion-man with a breathing mask tied across his face, his entire body shimmering with a golden radiance. Amidst the turmoil, the Lion's white mane took on a brilliant golden glow, wildly dancing.
He resembled the Sun God in stature. Brilliant and holy, he took one's breath away. His majesty made them subconsciously afraid to attack him.
—It wasn't until the Lion approached them and, without hesitation, threw one of their own at the man threatening Ya with a gun, that they finally, belatedly, opened fire on the Strangulator.
But such low-caliber bullets were meaningless to him.
