His energy, will, and mysteries poured into the Technique, permeated it, and became a part of it. When the vortex of energy that Hadjar had released finally disappeared, a dragon’s maw formed behind it. It was even taller than the sand monster was at the withers, and so dense that it felt like an actual Lord of the Heavens had come forth. Its black eyes glittered with snakelike pupils of bright azure, and its fangs were scarlet.
Hadjar swung his blade down in a lethally sharp motion. Heavy, black clouds rammed against each other in the sky. Plunging the world into a dark haze, they brought a storm with them. The summoned dragon roared with the storm, drowning out the sounds the monster made. A breath escaped from the haze. Hundreds of dragon-shaped swords rushed toward the creature. Each
