Forgiveness and Freedom - III
Although dragons had dominated the continent for untold ages before humans, their bestial nature meant that the more powerful they became, the closer they edged towards madness, ultimately leading to self-destruction. Despite their long-established foundation, the number of supreme beings within their race remained relatively constant.
It was no exaggeration to say that if they continued fighting like this, and if Ravenna could endure, Ansel might even... attract the Dragon King's attention.
But by now, Ravenna had reached her limit.
"But... that rift... hasn't yet..."
Before she could finish, the blood-spattered steel demon god that had been towering in the sky... suddenly disintegrated!
"Venna!"
"Cough... I'm fine, I'm fine. Don't worry, Ansel."
Nidhoggur reconstituted Ravenna's petite form, but the shell that normally could not be distinguished from a real person by anyone was now visibly unstable.