Unthinkable Strategy
The dragon blood was pumped into his veins, but he maintained himself; he didn't lose himself in blind savagery, but instead reached to his side, unsheathing his precious sword from its scabbard. It was the subconscious restraint he managed to invoke the Dragon Flow in that allowed him to withdraw its repercussions; he opted not to rely on the flames, saving his body from overextension.
As he drew his black-steel sword, the chief immediately invoked a new spell in response: "Spears Of Plantana!"
Alone in the center of the foreign domain, the boy, smaller than even the kneecaps of the great elder, stood with his blade in hand as plants sprouted from all around him. The lethal plants unveiled colossal lances of spiraling, sharpened roots that were reinforced into the strength of steel; they pointed at him, aiming from above and each direction.
"Kill him! Now!" Chief Omana commanded, directing the spears of nature with his catalyst.