At this moment, Gaz didn't look like a goblin anymore, but more like a small dragonman with silver scales.
Even his face seemed to have turned into that of a silver dragon, somewhat resembling Otto, but the wings on his back couldn't support him for long flights.
So before long, Gaz gripped his blade with both hands, raised it high above his head, and aimed at Landry. He stopped flapping his dragon wings and slashed at him with a single strike.
Landry, who was below, looked at Gaz indifferently, already having made a decision in his heart.
It seemed that Gaz wanted to face him head-on, using the force of his fall from a high altitude to compensate for his lack of strength...
But this also made his trajectory easy to predict, and Landry didn't believe that he would lose to Gaz in a pure contest of strength.
As Gaz approached closer and closer, the gloomy light on Landry's long sword grew brighter as he could already see the motion of his opponent.