Rick charged ahead with his dragon wings spread wide. Each strong beat of his wings sent him across the battlefield faster than his legs alone could.
His demon eye's amber light shone like a second sun, making long shadows on the ruined training grounds.
The corrupted Zork met his charge with a roar that shook the demon camp's very foundations. Its huge twelve-foot body lunged forward, claws outstretched and dripping with purple corruption energy.
The creature moved so quickly that it was terrifying, and it closed the gap between them in seconds.
Rick didn't stop. Instead, he used Draconic Sovereignty, which made him feel powerful as the protective instinct boosted every stat by forty percent. His muscles hurt from the extra strength, his reflexes were sharper than ever, and he felt like a dragon.
They crashed into each other in the middle of the training grounds with a loud bang that sent shockwaves out in all directions.
BAMMMM!!!
