Dub!
A strange sort of sound rang out as my sword touched the chest of the Gosdr; it did not pierce as I had expected. It just slightly went in before getting pushed back.
"Hehe, Zaar, it seemed like you did not heed the advice your race had given you," said Gosdr while laughing. "Now, you will pay the price for that," It said with eyes full of hate, and at the same moment, I saw the glyph seal behind its hand lighting up brightly.
At that very moment, thick fire like golden lava came out of it and moved toward its chest. It had reached its chest in an instant and began to climb over my sword before I could even think about pulling my sword back.
I felt the aura of the thick golden fire, and it shocked me.
It is powerful, so powerful that it would burn to ashes in an instant. The defenses I am so proud about would be crushed in a fraction of seconds before putting any resistance; that's how powerful the fire is, a creation of Grand Lord, part of its bloodline essence.
