The champion that had once looked like an armored juggernaut now looked more like a child swinging a toy. Ethan saw everything as before, but now he also saw all of the weak spots he could exploit. This so-called "champion" was no match for him at all.
Ethan crouched low and exhaled. It came out as a low hiss.
"Shall we play?" Ethan said to the champion. For the first time, a flicker of fear entered his eyes. The Dragon smiled. Prey should be afraid, they should be cowering before him. The champion's fear stoked a primeval fire inside of him.
This is how the world should be.
He growled, then attacked.
Before, Ethan felt like he was struggling to hold his own. This time, the situation was reversed and it was like toying with a child. It felt like the champion was moving in slow motion.
