BOOOOOOMMM!!!
The cavern trembled, the once-serene underground lake now a battlefield drenched in Essence and blood. The vines that had lashed and torn with wild ferocity now lay limp, severed, drifting atop the rippling water.
The Plant Dragon's body sagged, her emerald scales cracked and her once-proud eyes dimming.
Draco exhaled slowly, his chest heaving. The power coursing through him still throbbed like a second heartbeat, heavy and relentless, but his mind was sharp, calculating every detail even amidst the chaos.
Normally, he would have run out of Essence long ago.
Commanding dozens of Dragons simultaneously. Going in and out of stealth with Preto's Breath. Unleashing blinding waves of light. Summoning tides and threads of liquid steel. The toll on his body and soul should have crippled him hours ago.
Even if he had Leveled Up, he was still far from powerful enough to handle the weight of using so many abilities at once.
But he wasn't fighting in a wasteland.
