Realizing brute force was useless, Jae forced himself to change his approach. His breathing was rough, chest rising and falling in the sweltering heat, but his mind sharpened. He tested the dragon's movements, watching for patterns, slipping into a measured rhythm.
His next strike came as a sudden Gravity Punch, aimed low to stagger its footing. The blow landed with a deep, bone-vibrating thud that rattled his arms, forcing the Flame Dragon Lord to shift its massive weight.
He didn't stay still. Jae flowed into quick feints, darting in and out of reach, forcing the dragon's massive head to dip lower each time. Heat rolled off its breath in choking waves, sweat beading instantly on his skin.
Whenever its molten eyes locked on him and the muscles in its neck tensed, he reacted instantly, a burst of Phantom Step carrying him forward in a blink, just ahead of snapping jaws or claws that ripped trenches into the stone floor.
