Inside the arena, Greyjin grinned savagely. "Let me show you what happens when a Law Manifestation Realm weakling acts arrogant in front of the Dragon Race."
His Pseudo Cosmic Path erupted fully. "Pseudo Cosmic Path, Blackscale Ruin Dragon."
The dragon phantom behind him roared without sound, and the entire virtual arena trembled. Greyjin's body shot forward like a meteor wrapped in gray-black dragon light.
His claw stretched toward Max, carrying the full weight of his Half-Dragon Transformation, dragon bloodline, and Pseudo Cosmic Path. The attack tore through the air, leaving long black cracks across the space of the arena.
It looked like a blow meant to crush Max into dust.
