The Tidal Flamingo's four eyes glanced back at the spot where its prey was meant to be stuck, completely immobilized by its supposedly inescapable water-lock technique. But the space was empty—nothing but rippling water where Arthur should have been helplessly trapped.
Confusion flashed across both heads as the legendary creature's gaze swept across its domain, searching for the escaped human. It didn't take long to locate its target.
High above the endless sea, Arthur sat astride a majestic dragon with pure black scales that seemed to absorb light itself. Aetherion's magnificent wings beat slowly, maintaining their aerial position with effortless grace as void energy rippled around his powerful form.
The Tidal Flamingo's confusion quickly transformed into rage. No creature had ever escaped its water-lock before—the technique was supposed to be absolute, inescapable. Yet somehow this human had found a way to break free.
