The blows kept raining down, each strike ringing out like a death knell.Isaac's katana gleamed under the bluish glow of mana, his draconic scales reinforced by the furious energy surging from his core.The dragon parried and countered with surgical precision—but for the first time, a hint of anxiety flickered in his otherwise cold gaze.
But then a noise caught Isaac's attention—Yvan, exhausted and injured, was standing again in the distance, turning toward the panicked survivors.
— "Move! Now!" he shouted, his hoarse voice filled with terror. "Get out of the dungeon! Go!"
Charlotte, Victor, Léon, and Sophie obeyed without hesitation—but Charlotte stopped, looking back at Isaac with uncertainty.
— "Isaac's still out there!"
Yvan grabbed her by the arm, sharply.
— "There's no Isaac anymore! That thing... he's not human! We have to leave him—there's no choice!"
