True power

With his left leg reduced to a memory of agony, Terry found himself plummeting through the skies, his gaze locked onto the relentless silver dragon hurtling towards him. Desperation welled up within him as he clung to a dwindling hope that his weapon might somehow facilitate his regeneration.

However, faced with the imminent threat of the colossal overlord, Terry had no choice but to shift his focus. With grim determination, he transformed his weapon into a crossbow and began to fire upon the behemoth. Each bolt that left his weapon tore through the air, aiming for the dragon's colossal form.

Yet, the silver dragon seemed all but impervious to his assault. The bolts, though delivered with precision, merely scratched the surface of the monstrous creature, failing to provoke even a fleeting reaction. Terry's heart sank as he realized the futility of this attack, for his opponent's resilience was beyond his expectations.