Yonir's silver staff, shimmering brilliantly in his hand, stirred with potent magic, causing countless blue magical vines to sprout rows of razor-sharp barbs, which began to converge swiftly and tightly.
An acrid and peculiar purple blood mist erupted from the massive body of the sound dragon. It howled and struggled for a brief moment before becoming still, leaving the pungent purple fluid to spread wantonly across the ground.
"Frost Ice Spike - Break!"
Not far away, as Bing Elder's calm voice fell, a massive ice spike with frost billowing around it shot out like a cannonball, directly sweeping towards a Green Dragon with its Dragon Breath partly spewed from its mouth.
Where the massive ice spike passed, the ground instantly formed a thick layer of ice, and the temperature plummeted to freezing point.
Boom!
With a dull yet crisp thud, the frigid giant ice spike slammed directly into the open mouth of the dragon. The thick ice sheet rapidly spread out from there.
