Dragonborn

Euodias slashed deep into the wyvern's neck, carving a massive gash. Its blood splattered onto the ground, hissing as smoke rose from the earth. The wyvern's blood was so acidic that it could blind a knight—while the blood of a pure dragon could melt an imperial knight's body with ease!

Despite its injury, the wyvern flapped its wings and twisted its neck, sinking its fangs into Sirius's shoulder. Asher's eyes locked onto its heart and saw that it was glowing.

It was about to unleash frost!

Knowing this, he darted beneath the beast and plunged his sword into its chest. Grunting and gritting his teeth, he forced the blade deeper, ignoring the blood splattering on his armor and making sizzling sounds.

"No!"