With a guttural, earth-splitting roar, the Dragon King's crimson aura flared back to life, snapping the thick vines like dry twigs. Charred fragments of obsidian and liquid fire flew into the air.
Sulthar's wide back moved sharply with a powerful push. Damian tried his best to hold onto the buried sword, but the steel golem lost its balance. He quickly pulled back, trying to land on solid ground, but suddenly — like a hundred-ton train hitting him head-on — the enormous tail of the Dragon King landed straight on Damian's chest.
