051 Phantom Of Reality

The stare down between the two of us continued in this tense fashion. Even at the distance that we were from each another, one could swear that visible electricity was flowing between us.

Intensifying the situation.

Refusing to break eye contact, many plans of attack went through my mind.

Dive bombs.

Magical attacks.

A flurry of sword strikes.

The list of offensive tactics kept going on and on as I weighed the merits between each of them. Calculating how much more effective a certain attack would be than a different one. Thinking of methods that involved using the terrain or the blasted infernal heat of this desert.

I was caught in this state for a few minutes until I finally managed to come up with a plan that satisfied me.

During that time my newly acquired

[Draconic Manifestation] skill's time had elapsed. The ethereal energy that surrounded me dissipated into the air, giving off a gentle smoke.