After reinforcing itself, the flamingo was now ready to unleash its power at full force.
Splash! Whoosh!
Water started swirling violently around Arthur and his summons, all of whom remained perched on Aetherion's broad wings. The void dragon maintained his aerial position with steady wing beats, knowing that touching the domain's water would be catastrophic.
Arthur's earlier experience with the water-lock technique had taught him a harsh lesson—the shallow sea beneath them wasn't just terrain, it was a potential prison. He couldn't afford to make that mistake again.
Splash! Splash! Splash!
The swirling water began shaping itself into attack formations—sharp spears, cutting blades, crushing hammers. The objects were nothing sophisticated, just plain primitive shapes designed for maximum lethality. But their simplicity made them fast to form.
