The Destroyer Part III

"That’s it. Let me get a good look at that face, little guy. I want to know exactly what the bastard I’m about to stomp into the dirt looks like!"

At those words, the battle erupted with no further conversation. The Fire Dragon launched an all-out assault, flames surging from its wings and engulfing the surroundings in a fiery explosion. As the dragon prepared to swoop down, the tall blond man quickly sprang to his feet.

"Fire back, Nightingale!"

At his command, the machine behind him transformed, standing upright and revealing its true form. The camouflage fell away, revealing a strange-looking tank bristling with weapons on all sides. It aimed its cannon skyward and fired a golden beam of light. Although the shot missed its target, it managed to slow the Fire Dragon’s advance slightly.

"Whoa! So that’s your Lost Number? A machinery-type, is it? Don’t you know that metal loses to fire, kid!"