I'm too weak?

The Red Dragon roared out in pain and anger.

Dilan's body shook wildly but he ignored everything around him as he dug the daggers deep through the scales of the humongous monster.

He wanted to get his hands on the Red Dragon but it was more important for him to make sure that it would start listening to him.

Dragons were said to be prideful existences. If that was truly the case, light injuries wouldn't be enough to subdue the Red Dragon.

The effect of the Cursed Mantra would wear off after five minutes, and that was also the highest amount of time Dilan gave himself until he would collapse due to the strain his body was currently forced to endure.

He was fine with all of that because he was ready to kill the Red Dragon if it wouldn't get tamed and keep fighting pridefully.

The Red Dragon was just a means to help him to become stronger, not a necessity.