Marcus who was still struggling to free himself experienced a sense of dread unlike any other, it was like his body and mind told him to run away now. Marcus' expression turned grave as, it was something out of fantasy, something he read in the record but now he was seeing it.
"....."
"Dragon Breath!"
The phantasmal casting voice entered Marcus's ears just as his internal alarm went off. He looked up and saw what Nemesis was doing.
A beam of light so tiny it was laughable came down. Although it looked insignificant, anyone who could sense the power contained within would avoid it at all costs. Wherever the beam went, it destroyed the object in its way, even the air around it wasn't spared.
His ten eyes focused on this attack, the light beam was too quick for him to dodge. Then, the beam hit his scaly body.
Pszztt
