Drenvar smiled for the first time.
Although he was the Dragon Lord and the Grand Duke, everyone knew that it meant not as much as it should mean, not even close.
The Vorrakyn were weak.
And that caused Drenvar to be cautious. So much so that he had never actually gone all out with anyone! That was why he was smiling when he saw the Elder use his highest level technique!
Drenvar also used his own. The sword in his hand burst into fire but instead of the normal flame, what covered the sword was a red fire.
The same fire caught on his skin, turning his body into molten redness in a blink. The red fire burned with such intensity that the very air surrounding him seemed to burn off as he created a space of absolute heat around himself.
