Xavier’s eyes narrowed as he studied the twisting magma fish in the air. Its glowing body illuminated the sky with flickers of molten light, the dungeon air thick with heat and tension. They had almost lost it once, the fish slipping back into the sea of magma. Now it was the must to finish the fight.
Xavier glanced at Aji, who gripped the fishing rod tightly after Xavier handled it to him, his arms trembling with effort. “I’ll take the fight from here,” Xavier said, a glint of determination in his voice. “You hold it steady.”
Aji nodded, sweat glistening on his forehead. “Just... don’t let it use its power on the fishing line again. Keep it busy. I’m running low on both energy and mana here.”
With that, Xavier began summoning the poisonous purple flame, the venomous energy swirling in
