Lith had barely touched the ground that the Wyvern was back, diving on him like a bird of prey on a dumb rabbit.
Qisal had his wings spread open as he aimed his talons at Lith's chest to impale him. At the same time, his tail whipped the air left and right with its thick bone spike, making it impossible for Lith to sidestep the talons and a raging river of bright blue Origin Flames erupted from Qisal's mouth.
The Wyvern exploited his powerful body to its fullest, executing a three-pronged attack that left Lith no way out.
Dodging meant to be impaled by the tail, blocking to take the talons in full, and the Origin Flames would shatter any defense that he might conjure at the last second. Moving up or back would have been a fool's errand since he had no way to beat the Wyvern in raw speed.
'Fuck me sideways!' Lith thought as he hurled a stream of blue-violet Origin Flames that met the opponent's in mid-air.
