After witnessing the smaller behemoth become instant prey to several explosions from Ashrótt's breath, Minto felt a pang of annoyance knocking on his nerve.
He had exerted half his power in an instant and it only served to wound the monster into a temporary retreat, and yet that damned dragon was killing it as easily as a Werelion would kill cattle.
Minto clicked his tongue and flew off the ship toward the now barely visible Ashrótt despite the many calls behind him to wait.
"I know I can't defeat him, not yet." Minto spoke to himself as his speed increased until he closed his wings and began using the runes to achieve even faster speeds, causing the air around him to explode. "But I will never accept what I see before my eyes!" Minto roared as he began amassing his remaining power in o
