Alex steadied himself as the dragon, Eleonora, let out a low growl, her icy blue eyes piercing through him.
The air in the hall was frigid, the aftermath of her [Ice Flames] lingering like a warning.
"You dare deflect my flames?" she hissed, stepping closer, her claws scraping against the polished stone floor.
Alex clenched his fists. "We didn't come here looking for a fight with you, but if you insist, I won't back down."
Alice pulled herself up, dusting off her gear as she gave Alex a wary look. "Are you insane? That's a dragon—level 400! We can't win this!"
Alex ignored her, his eyes fixed on Eleonora, after all he knew he wouldn't die now.
The dragon was massive, her wings folded tightly against her body now, but the sheer size of her frame made her an imposing presence.
Every move she made sent ripples of tension through the air.
"What's in that coffin? Why are you protecting it?"