Bone Bone Bones

Volk's massive green fists slammed into the bone dragon's chest with a sickening CRACK, sending shards of bone scattering through the air.

The impact rattled the battlefield, shaking the very ground beneath his feet.

For a moment, Volk felt a surge of triumph.

He had landed a solid hit, a blow that should have shattered the creature completely. But then, the impossible happened.

The broken bones—scattered in every direction—began to move again.

Clatter. Clatter.

The fragments of the dragon's shattered ribcage twisted and jerked, dragging themselves back toward the center of the battlefield.

Volk's radioactive eyes widened as the bones clicked together, reforming with eerie precision.

The dragon, whose chest he had just obliterated, was whole once again.

"WHAT...?" Volk growled, his voice filled with disbelief.

His fists clenched as he swung again, bringing both hands down on the dragon's head with all his might.