"-?"
Leoric's voice cut off mid-sentence as his electrified strike collided with Ryzel's neck. For a brief moment, everything seemed to freeze. The masked Avengers behind Leoric tensed, ready to cheer their leader's swift takedown—until they saw Ryzel.
Leoric's smug grin faltered as Ryzel slowly turned his head, a side smirk curling his lips. The place Leoric had struck was covered in silvery-golden scales that shimmered faintly in the dim light of the tunnel.
Harder than steel.
The crackling electricity dissipated harmlessly against the impenetrable armor of the dragon scales, leaving Leoric's fist trembling slightly from the force of his own strike.
"That's it?" Ryzel asked mockingly, tilting his head as if he hadn't even felt the blow. His smirk widened, and his voice dripped with amusement. "I thought you were going to kill me or something."