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"How is this possible?" the tutor with dragon blood in his veins watched the black dragon below with incredulity, "My wind has been taken away!"
"Nothing is impossible."
Muria opened his mouth, a nimble yet frenzied wind gathered between his upper and lower jaws, forming a wind ball no bigger than a fist, and then blue lightning arcs emerged on it.
Boom!
Without giving the human tutor—who came to rescue his students—much time to react, the wind and thunder infused dragon breath spewed forth from Muria's mouth, and then was easily dodged.
"Despite your high bloodline ranking, to think such an attack could hit me, wishful thinking!"
The tutor who dodged the attack looked at Muria, reluctantly but resignedly, "It doesn't matter if you've reversed my attack, we humans have never relied on the powers obtained from your dragon race to combat you."
"Haven't you checked behind you?"