Battle for the Number One (6)

"Feathered Fury!"

Her peacock tail spread wide, displaying its mesmerizing beauty. Everyone felt entranced by the sight.

Suddenly, her feathers began to detach, transforming into razor-sharp projectiles that formed a whirlpool of attacks aimed at the descending phoenixes.

Her sharp, talon-like feathers pierced through the phoenixes, erasing them from existence.

The phoenixes, however, continued forward, destroying the incoming feathers as they advanced toward her.

Both skills clashed, neutralizing each other. The surviving phoenix attacked the young lady, while the remaining feathers struck Draco.

They both snorted at the same time, waving their hands and releasing a strong surge of power that obliterated the incoming attacks.

Draco saw this and sighed. He had been using only the strength of his level from two days ago. Even with his Three-Colored Phoenix Bloodline, she was still able to keep up with him.