Orceana never knew what hit her. She and the two orcs had hunted countless dragons. The very blade of her weapon even came from their fang.
And the one swooping from the sky was smaller compared to what she and her group had butchered. She faced the beast with confidence.
Orceana stood on the highest part of the wall and made sure to make herself visible. Red electricity crackled all around her.
The Twin Devils stood by her side. They unfurled scrolls—self-crafted artifacts they used to hunt bosses. Bright white light blossomed from them and caught the dragon's attention.
[Hellbring, Level 200, God-Rank Beast.]
The dragon seemed to grin when it showed its sharp fangs. It changed its course and charged at them. Smoke billowed from its flaring nostrils.
"Jablo, prepare to receive its flames! Jago, keep on maintaining that aggro!" Orceana said, whirling her cleaver while waiting for the right timing.
The bulky orc nodded and stood before Orceana. He then took out another scroll.
