He raised his hand. The voidborn gathered, their forms merging, merging until a massive, dragon-shaped shadow formed above them, its wings blotting out the moon.
"Voidborn Dragon… Devour them all."
The monster roared, black fire spilling from its jaws.
Khael spread his arms, Shinrei wind igniting into a violent cyclone. "Everyone down!"
Vince planted his foot forward, blood dripping from his nose, his eyes fierce. "Khael….strike when I open its heart!"
"Understood!"
Vince drew a deep breath. His aura dimmed, then burned brighter like a dying star's last flare.
"Taishin Gate—Fourth Form."
His body moved faster than sight. He struck the dragon's core with his bare hand shattering through its hide as Shinrei and Taishin collided in a blinding explosion.
The night split open in light and thunder.
When the smoke cleared, Vince was kneeling, one hand on the ground, chest heaving. The dragon was gone its ashes fading into the mist.
