Griselda's howl resounded through the cavern like a siren. Stone clashed with scales, axe tore through goblin meat. Zell's teeth grit together, feeling severe pressure from the black goblin's violent impact on his shoulder. His feet sank into the dirt floor, cracking several bones in his body as the dragon form tried to restore them rapidly.
'Fuck!' Zell thought while losing 40 health from one swing.
Zell opened his mouth a moment after the shock; his mouth filled to the brim with a burning crimson fire that burst from his mouth. His mouth propelled a huge gas-like sea of flames at the goblin's face like a flamethrower. Before his axe finally swung away allowed him to gain so space from the counterforce.
Goblin Knight - 300HP
The black goblin, now half charred from the fire breath.