The Dragonkin were infamous for their nearly impenetrable defenses.
You couldn't just go toe-to-toe with one and expect to win. Not unless you were suicidal.
The only way to take down a dragon… was to find the weak spot.
One clean hit. That's all it took.
Ethan had learned that little detail during a casual conversation with Seraphina and Cicero a while back. Sure, dragon bodies were built like tanks, but even they had a flaw—one critical vulnerability.
And if he could land a strike there…
He could flip the whole fight.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The battle between Ethan and Lilith exploded into a blur of motion—blades of energy, shockwaves, and raw power tearing through the air as they clashed again and again. Ethan was relentless, probing for an opening, waiting for that one perfect moment.
And finally—he found it.
A flicker in her stance. A slight misstep.
That was all he needed.
A surge of violent energy erupted from his body—
