The turbulent airflow stirred by the Black Dragon's roar violently whipped Meredith's hair, revealing a face of astonishment.
Her eyes widened, staring dazedly at the Black Dragon frantically shaking its head, looking as if it were in immense pain.
Though she had imagined the upcoming battle scenarios, like Raine possibly casting some kind of magic attack or using the newly acquired Warhammer to deliver a powerful strike to match the Black Dragon, perhaps even slightly suppressing it.
But she never expected this scene!
Simply one flying hammer strike, and the Black Dragon was struck in such pain it was nearly rolling on the ground!
It's likely that severing either dragon claw would cause similar agony.
Meredith's slightly reddened eyes reflected the silver Warhammer Counterattacker spinning rapidly as it returned from the Black Dragon towards Raine, her peripheral vision quickly noticing a familiar figure moving at high speed.
