"Let the storm rage fiercer!"
As one with his Dragon, resonating in Dragon Knight harmony, Liszt grasped the five-meter-long Dragon Lance – Wrath of Thunder, his spirit soaring to the skies with bold ambitions.
Dragon Dou Qi burst forth from his body, evaporating the raindrops the size of soybeans before they could even draw near. Wherever the Dragon Knight passed, even the fiercest storms could only turn into steam and mist, tracing a path of haze in the air. It added a third color between heaven and earth, a tearing trail of water and fire.
Leo was a Fire Dragon, and he did not like storms or ocean environments.
However, his previous incarnation had perished at sea, and upon rebirth, he emerged from the ocean, forced to leave his rightful home and to endure the test of harsh environments.
This made him angry: "Oohoo!"
