Silence filled the air. Bright's eyes widened, feeling the blade piercing her chest and near her heart. She watched as the boy in front of him look down, also wasn't able to comprehend the events that unfolded.
"H-How?" she gasped and coughed blood.
Elliot raised his face and looked at him dead in the eye. "This is for the Dragon Emperors that fell victim of your manipulation."
He pulled his sword out and slammed the lenght back inside, piercing deeper into the dragon's skin and making sure to hit the heart.
"This is for the Dragons that died because of your villainous ways!"
Elliot yelled and took his sword out. He leaped and couldn't help the words that escape his lips next, unintentionally casting his most dangerous skill.
"This is for Hope!" He leaped and raised his weapon, "Ethereal Strike!"
"Ed!" Johnson tried to call out but they were too late, the red aura from Elliot's sword had already lit aflame.
