She was clearly enjoying the steamroll but also made sure I wasn't about to make a stupid decision that I would ultimately regret later.
I could make a massive move that did huge amounts of damage to this dragon, but it would most likely affect the others below.
The point of this war was to win over the kingdom, not win over the dragon, who continuously began to gather flames around herself.
Eventually, a burst of flames disintegrated my throne world as if it was nothing, and upon landing on the very tip of the building, the entire landscape changed.
The only thing in sight was a winter wonderland of ice.
Each and every nook and cranny of this damn kingdom was coated or filled to the brim with ice, but for some reason, it was unable to freeze any life… or she just avoided it.
Just like me, she was fighting me to try and get me not to face off against the army below, as both of us would absolutely destroy them.