On the highway, Iron Claw roared angrily, as the mechanical limbs on his back frantically clawed at the ground. He dashed along the surface, resembling a furious ten-clawed spider, hurtling towards the clump of grass where the leeches had gathered at an astonishing speed.
Each step left several ravines in the ground, exuding a terrifying aura.
In the grass, a dozen mechanical leeches executed their preset enemy baiting programs and quickly dispersed.
A few of them leapt high again, like suicide bombs, fearlessly crashing head-on into the speeding Iron Claw.
The blades spun at high speed on Iron Claw's mechanical limbs, casually sweeping.
Pong! Pong! Pong!
A series of dull sounds, several leeches were blown apart in mid-air, turning into small fireballs and fragments.
Although unable to cause substantial damage, the explosions and smoke effectively slowed his pace.
