Before the Drake could release the attack,
she vanished— appearing above its head,
her dagger slashing downward in a perfect, clean arc.
Blood burst out— thick and dark— as her blade sliced into the joint of its wing,
forcing the massive beast to roar in pain and stagger back.
Ethan, watching from within the barrier,
felt his scalp go numb.
This wasn't normal. This wasn't Rank 3 strength— the gap between rank 3 and rank 4 is extremely big, it was shocking that Mia was going toe to toe against the Drake of such level.
The ground shook again as the Drake spun with its tail, a whip of lightning-charged muscle that could turn boulders to dust.
Mia caught it. Both her blades crossed,
blocking the tail mid-swing. She was pushed back but she was able to hold on nevertheless...
The impact was cataclysmic— a shockwave erupted, flattening everything in a wide radius,
sending a hurricane-like blast that tore trees out by the roots.
