"Where do you think you're going!"
Dragon Tooth let out a loud shout, and the two tusk-shaped black flying swords in his hands shot out like meteors, further casting an array of dream-like sword shadows.
The Red Flame Beast fighting him was instantly dazzled, unable to hold itself steady, as if it had become drunk.
"Cone Fang Life-taking," Dragon Tooth murmured as if in a dream.
"Pfft," "Pfft," two soft sounds were heard.
The two Tusk Flying Swords appeared out of thin air at the neck of the Red Flame Beast, crossing through its body. The fluttering dream-like sword shadows vanished into nothingness, as if they really had been nothing but a dream.
The Red Flame Beast had no idea how the Tusk Flying Swords had reached it and felt a shock in its heart, though it wasn't truly afraid.
It was of a fire spirit nature, fearing only water-type Divine Powers and Magical Treasures, and was otherwise fearless against other attacks.