Dragonic Art: Fire Dragon, One Breath, One Life
The black flame sphere blazed above, a miniature sun radiating destruction. It consumed everything within its radius, reducing the landscape to ash. Trees disintegrated, the ground melted, and the air warped with unbearable heat appearing as black streams in the black and white world.
The Balogun hovered at its back, his wings scorched and battered. The heat generated affected him too.
This was his last card—his ultimate gambit to end the monster before him. He had many supposed trump cards, but this was the only one that had the chance of helping in this situation.
Saquin stepped forward. His light blue hair glowed faintly, it contrasted with the black and white world around him.
"One Breath, One Life, huh?" he muttered, his voice audible even amidst the roar of the flames. "A decent attempt It is about... the same level as a normal Level 9 attack."
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