The two "Giant Dragons" roared incessantly, clearly consumed by deep-seated grudges, and soon clashed in battle once more.
The overall strength of the Green Dragon was not much greater than Chachi's. In a fair fight, the victor would undoubtedly pay a heavy price.
Yet somehow, through some unknown method—perhaps influenced by the surrounding toxic fumes—time gradually wore Chachi down until he became feeble and powerless, reduced to a state where he could only endure blows without counterattack.
Meanwhile, the battle between their subordinates was nearing its conclusion. Chachi's forces were slaughtered, utterly crushed, and hunted down one by one with no avenue for escape.
Chachi made several attempts to flee, managing only to tear open a small spatial rift, but it would promptly be sealed shut by the encroaching smoke.
Each time, he fell back into a passive stance.
