Kyrian felt the snowflakes within his pupils rotating slowly. A faint bluish hue was beginning to emerge in the deepest parts of his pupils, no longer the icy white from before.
'What is happening to me?'
There was no time to reflect. The lizard roared again.
But this time, it did not unleash another draconic breath.
The five horns atop its head began glowing simultaneously, pulsing with an intense orange light. Each horn absorbed enormous quantities of fire Qi from the environment, compressing it within.
The air around it distorted violently. The heat was already extreme, but now it became oppressive and suffocating. The rocks surrounding the lizard began to melt, forming a pool of lava that slowly spread outward.
Kyrian let out a small sigh.
It's preparing something big. Then he prepared himself.
A new armor of ice formed over his body, not the thick and bulky layers from his previous attempts, but something different.
