Single Point

"1000%."

The words barely left his lips when his energy exploded outward, shaking the arena's very foundations. It was his current limit—any more, and he would implode, taking all of Eryx with him.

The sheer volatility of his state made it a suicide attempt for both parties. But he had no choice—it was the only way to defeat the Sorcerer King. 

Any half-hearted attempt would spell Asher's downfall—that's just how powerful his opponent was.

Julius's eyes narrowed, his composure finally slipping.

This was the first time he encountered someone with this much power, and his mind involuntarily flashed back to a legendary race that once ruled the world—the dragons.

It was a terrifying thought, but if he was really facing one, he could no longer afford to be careless.

No one knew how those powerful beings had gone extinct, but it was universally agreed they were the only ones capable of wielding such immense power.