Aina had to catch Leo before he actually rushed out onto the battlefield. But even as Leonel was speaking, his wrist had already twisted like a writhing dragon through the air.
PUCHI!
Vaelgor's head was sent flying into the air.
Azhgar froze in place, his slit pupils trembling. Maybe he just couldn't believe what he was seeing.
He had Vaelgor weren't even of the same bloodline, one being a draconic Beastman and the other being of the white tigers. But they had grown up like brothers, both taking unorthodox paths of their Race, both rising up to become geniuses among geniuses, both stoking one another's flames for as long as he could remember.
"You… killed him…"
Azhgar's rumbling, deep voice trembled out in disbelief. It was as though he was trying to make sure that everything was still real, that he wasn't imagining what was before him.