Jaws

"Damn... I spent so much energy on this, but now it's completely useless..." Virion muttered looking at the halberd. This weapon could have easily hurt the Dragon, but now it was a flimsy rod, covered in cracks with a ruined tip, practically garbage.

Crackle.

Virion channeled energy into the halberd as it shattered into small shards and returned to him just as the rest of his form. 

'Agh... It will take me quite a while before I can use my the Form again, but it was definitely worth it.' Virion said inwardly, turned around and his gaze went to Wain.

Wain was lying on the ground while dark blood spread around him, covering the cold stone floor. He was breathing slowly as his eyes were slightly ajar, but he hardly had enough strength to just get to his feet.

'Kill him right now? Damn, it's such a strong temptation, but then I'd be the world's greatest idiot to fall into such a trap.' Virion shook his head as his ring flashed.