The Eclipsed Void trembled as Azrynn stepped onto a shattered asteroid, its jagged edges glowing from the residual energy of collapsing suns. Her dragons hovered in tight formation, wings beating against the unnatural void winds. Level twenty-seven.
"Finally," she muttered, amber-gold eyes narrowing, "the real show begins. Let's see if you're worth all the hype."
The Primordial emerged fully from the rift, massive beyond comprehension, scales like molten galaxies, eyes burning with ancient intelligence. Its roar shattered the void, echoing across dimensions.
Opening Strike
Azrynn extended her hands, mana flowing endlessly. Fire surged, scorching the asteroid's surface. Ice cracked and froze floating debris. Storm lightning lanced across the void, Shadow devoured incoming energy, and Light sliced through the Primordial's protective aura.
The Primordial retaliated, claws rending space itself, jaws snapping through dimensional folds. Azrynn smirked, sarcastic even in the face of cosmic terror: "Cute. Big teeth. Try again."
Her dragons responded instinctively, weaving a deadly symphony of attacks. Level twenty-eight.
Battlefield Mastery
The fight tore through asteroid fields and rifted galaxies. Azrynn's dragons evolved visibly, scales growing thicker, wings larger, eyes sharper. Every strike reinforced their connection.
She dodged a tail swipe capable of crushing moons, taunting the Primordial mid-air: "You're slow. Really thought you'd be faster."
The fox-drake companion darted in, nipping at the Primordial's legs and eyes, distracting it long enough for coordinated elemental attacks.
Rival Warlocks Return
As if the fight wasn't enough, Hulius and Gentian appeared with reinforcements. Warlocks, witches, and vampires launched simultaneous attacks from multiple dimensions.
Azrynn's tone turned cold, stern: "You never learn, do you?"
Fire, Ice, Storm, Shadow, and Light lashed out simultaneously, obliterating enemy ranks. Each dragon leveled up with her. Level twenty-nine.
The Primordial roared, staggering under the combined assault, but it was far from finished.
Foreshadowing SSS Evolution
Azrynn felt a pulse in the void — a deep, cosmic resonance that hinted at her dragons' future SSS-tier evolution. The Primordial wasn't just a foe; it was a test of their potential, a challenge only she could master.
She breathed deeply, voice low, sarcastic, and deadly: "You'll need to do better than that if you want to survive… and we're just getting started."
Her dragons flared, merging elemental energies into a concentrated beam, striking the Primordial with precision. Even as the beast staggered, Azrynn knew the true fight was still ahead — and the SSS-tier dragons were waiting just beyond the horizon of evolution.