It was an art form, taunting enemies and keeping their aggression. And this art form was fully displayed on Clay as he toyed around with Sal'ama, a self-named, Pseudo-True Dragon monster that occupied the Abyss.
After Clay beat it up to a lump of unrecognizable flesh, he turned it into ash that scattered within the water. At its death, Clay even collected what it had encountered that made it so domineering, the True Dragon bone fragment.
"It's so durable that it even withstood that guy's stomach acid? Well, thanks anyway. I'll find a better use for this than you."
A wave of his hand was all it took to clean up the entire Seadragon Abyss, reform the dungeon as a foundational platform for an undersea kingdom to be erected, dispose of the dead. A feat that Clay had now been able to do with only a command of his will.
