Strax felt every inch of the world vibrate beneath his tense muscles.
The fight had begun brutally—but now it was escalating to the absolute.
In an instant, the Primordial tried to grab his throat with jaws wide enough to devour mountains, but Strax spun in the air, digging his front claws into the monster's jaws and forcing them open with sheer brute force. The creature's bones cracked, and a jet of dark energy escaped from its throat like cosmic blood.
"You've got to be kidding me..." Strax muttered, spitting a burst of supercompressed flames directly into the enemy's open mouth.
The entire sky glowed white.
The explosion that followed was so intense that it created a flash visible for miles—the clouds disintegrated, and even Tiamat's magical containment fields shook. The Primordial was thrown backward, sliding for dozens of meters, cutting through the earth like an inverted hurricane. Everything in its path was obliterated.
But Strax gave his enemy no time to recover.
