C1642 Vengeance

After losing his weapon, the Angel of Sandstorm was like a beast without teeth.

However, he did not just sit there and wait for death. With a low growl, he pressed both his hands onto the sand.

"Rustle, rustle, rustle …" The sand seemed to be boiling as it unceasingly surged. A tall and sturdy giant made of yellow sand appeared in front of him