54: Celestial Descent
As the destructive dragon breath swept toward him, Orson's mind raced with survival strategies.
His eyes darted to a broken bridge not far away. Escaping the boss's devastating attack seemed impossible—unless he jumped off the cliff.
It was a desperate gamble. The height alone would cost the boss 50,000 HP if it fell. For Orson, with his fragile HP pool, it would be certain death.
Without hesitation, Orson hurled himself into the abyss.
Falling…
His body plummeted through the air, and Orson began counting silently.
"Five seconds… Four seconds…"
Behind him, the terrifying green dragon breath followed relentlessly. Everything in its path disintegrated, the ground and walls cleaving apart as if struck by a divine blade. Massive boulders rained down in pursuit, hurtling toward Orson's rapidly descending form.
It was a scene of utter annihilation—no escape, no survival.