[What...?]
Fafnir growled as he absorbed Fenrir's attack.
Although the hit dealt basically zero damage, it wounded his pride. After all his boasting earlier, he had let her slip through and land an attack on his back so easily! If it had been a more effective strike, he might be in serious trouble now instead.
But that's just speculation at this point.
The dragon, with scales darker than black, swung its massive arms around, almost as if swatting a fly. Fenrir, having boosted her Overdrive to 100% output, couldn't even see the arm approaching before it landed squarely on her face.
A palm, a dragon claw, that was about twice as wide as she was tall!
Unable to guard herself, she was sent flying across the cavern, crashing through the ceiling and continuing upward. She was mercilessly ejected from the battlefield!
"Tsk!" Axel clicked his tongue.
He was worried for Fenrir, but he couldn't change the plan now.
