"Roar!" The Red Dragon raged, staring at the dragon claw that engulfed its neck, lowering its head, and opening its maw brimming with razor-sharp Dragon Teeth, biting down.
"Squirt!" Scorching dragon blood splattered; blood from the Red Dragon's mouth.
"How's that possible?" The blood leaking from Red Dragon Otlis's mouth as he stared at the spot he had just bitten. That spot was still shimmering golden, without even a tooth imprint.
"It shouldn't be this way!" He exerted his all, yet couldn't even tear the opponent's scales, let alone the disbelief all over his face when he shattered his dragon teeth biting him.
"Even if you are offspring of the Dragon King, your dragon scales can't be that sturdy; why can't I bite you?"
"Because you are too weak!" One of Muria's mighty foreclaws clenched its thick neck, whereas the other mercilessly sprinted towards its dragon head.