The spectators were caught up in the memories, but their borrowed senses were too sharp not to notice something so peculiar. Even if they had no time to linger on that realization.
The smaller Toxic-shadow dragon was a freshly ascended early-god while the larger dragon was a mid-god!
"Thanks," Durik hastily commented, shaking off some broken scales.
"Don't mention it," replied the larger Toxic-shadow dragon.
Both black dragons rushed out of the deathly flames. The larger dragon charged at the low-god ape. The early-god dragon flew at one of the peak-kings.
Before Durik could reexamine the battlefield, a huge lion was thrown into those same flames.
Durik rushed to evade the crash landing but was quickly met with an ape fist.
Defense was Durik's only option. That time, Durik was only forced back a few krin. And because he wasn't flying, the strange energy making Durik feel heavier wasn't as effective.