“Ahem… Pro, are you okay?”

Seizing the moment the Lava Colossus lay severely wounded and utterly bewildered after its ultimate backfired, Bai Xia called out to Tianzheng with concern.

After all, that kick held nothing back. Game pain aside, the scene was deeply embarrassing—mud still smeared his lips.

Tianzheng rose silently, brushed dirt from his clothes, and fixed her with a long, unreadable stare.

Bai Xia shifted uncomfortably. Slightly awkward, she turned her head aside and hurriedly apologized: “Um… um… It’s totally my fault! Please forgive me, Pro? Look how cute I am!”

Though impulsive, Bai Xia never dodged responsibility—especially when she’d need his help later. A rift now would be a huge loss. She blinked her dewy eyes, trying to cute her way out of trouble.

And honestly? Humans *are* visual creatures.

If some rough, unattractive guy had kicked him face-first into dirt, even Tianzheng’s patience would’ve snapped—he’d kick back instantly.

But now…

“…Forget it. I won’t ask why you kicked me.”

Faced with Bai Xia’s shameless “pitiful” act (in her mind), he sighed, letting it go. Then he pointed at the Lava Colossus: “But what *is* this?”

No wonder he was confused. He’d braced for instant death mid-kick—only to wake up unharmed, the boss’s ultimate gone, its health bar slashed deep.

Time travel? Amnesia? He felt genuinely dazed.

Relieved he wasn’t pressing it, Bai Xia shared Shura Deathbind’s full stats without hesitation.

Tianzheng glanced at the distant giant—still motionless—then scanned the data. Silence followed.

He looked at her, expression utterly strange. Dead serious: “Bai Xia… be honest. Does your *family* own this game?”

“Huh?”

Bai Xia blinked, then let out a wry laugh. She spread her hands flatly: “Sorry, my family’s got zero power IRL. I’m so broke I’m eating dirt. And… if you like this outfit, Pro, I’ll strip it off for you.”

Tianzheng: “….”

Suddenly, Shura Deathbind held zero appeal.

No gender restriction listed—but 90% of guys would skip that design. The other 10%? Maybe thrilled.

Tianzheng was firmly in the 90%. Zero interest in cross-dressing. But her money comment made him pause. “You’re short on cash?”

He’d noticed it lately—her sharp sensitivity around money. Her words now stirred suspicion.

Money talk gave Bai Xia a headache. *You don’t know how hard bills hit till you’re paying them.* Just as she opened her mouth to vent—

The Lava Colossus moved.

Stunned earlier by its own rebounded skill, it now locked onto Bai Xia—the “culprit.” With a roar of pure fury, it charged.

Even wounded, its thundering steps shook the earth, radiating raw menace.

Bai Xia swallowed her words and focused. Tianzheng, ever pragmatic, fell silent, weapon raised, falling in beside her.

Raging but harmless now. Stripped of molten power, it was just a slow-moving target. Bai Xia hadn’t feared it flaming—why flinch now?

Defeating this once-terrifying boss? Only a matter of time.

True enough: post-ultimate, the Lava Colossus was a shadow of itself.

No lava cannonballs. No burn passive. Its earth-shattering stomp? Halved—no magma ignition even after charging. Ultimate still cooling down.

Only one skill remained: a slow, telegraphed slam. Obvious wind-up. Easy to dodge.

Calling it a moving target was generous. Bai Xia clung safely behind it, dealing steady damage. Any lunge? Evaded with Dark Harvest or Shadow Step.

Swing after swing… boredom set in. Her arms grew numb.

The giant grew wilder as health dropped—but only unleashed helpless rage.

One stomp could crush them both. Yet it hit only air.

Powerful attacks. Zero contact.

What good was strength like that?

Its entire posture screamed frustration. If suicide were an option, it’d take it. But game monsters don’t get that luxury. It endured.

Fire power slowly regenerated—but health vanished faster.

Half an hour passed. A half-health target standing still? If they couldn’t finish it, they shouldn’t be playing.

Waning fire power weakened its innate traits too—Tianzheng now dealt solid damage.

Duo assault overwhelmed even its thick hide.

Truth was, it *was* bitter. Its ultimate should’ve one-shot these humans. No escape.

But… it rebounded.

Cosmic will decreed its end. So the Lava Colossus died in utter frustration—hacked down by Bai Xia, dissolving into glittering loot, gold, and hard-earned XP. Not even a middle finger left to flip.