Amidst the relentless symphony of thunder reverberating through the atmosphere, Lord Five found himself gradually pushed into a bewildering predicament. His fingers orchestrated a continuous barrage of attacks, yet every endeavor he launched was effortlessly thwarted by the mysterious figure shielding the city. Frustration surged within him, manifesting clearly in the furrow etched on his forehead. Against the backdrop of the tranquil evening's aura, the clash between unseen powers was steadily inching toward an inevitable climax.
"Hmm..." Lord One exhaled a sigh with an air of boredom, his gaze shifting to Lord Five who struggled relentlessly. "Are we truly confident in relying on you to bring this operation to its conclusion?"
Lord Five furrowed his brow, his eyes emitting a sense of disturbance. "Silence! If only there were no one to obstruct my attack, that protective dome would have undoubtedly crumbled into pieces," he declared with a voice brimming with conviction.
