Michael appeared before the wide eyes of the dragon in a flash. The stunned eyes of the dragon flashed with hostility as it saw him, and the scales on its face suddenly shifted, turning into molten lava!
Hup!
Michael leapt over the remaining distance and slashed horizontally over the eyes of the scarlet dragon.
Clang!
His sword came into contact with the crystalline scales of the dragon, which had abruptly reformed over the creature's eyes. Michael's eyes narrowed as he fell back, and let the three puppets commanded by Ryan come forward to strike. Their personal strengths were not much before the B rank dragon, but they were able to keep it busy for a while, while the others attacked.
No one had the time to question how Michael had survived the dragon breath, and they all threw their strongest attacks forward.