Wheeling Gull Isle shāzhōu de kāifàng

The attempt was unsuccessful. Instead of rolling, Asmodeus stumbled only a few steps before pushing against Ying's abdomen and forcing her onto the sand. Seawater stung her eyes as the tide threatened to push forward, but she was back on her feet before experiencing the worst of it.

She moved forward once more, this time using her teeth to push aggresively against his gums, knocking them passively before trotting out of reach. Would he give chase? Ying stood and flagged her tail, waiting to see how he might react.