The Dragon Head lifted its head in confusion, sticking out its tongue to lick its gums before staring blankly at the dozen or so broken teeth on the ground, perplexed. How did its teeth fall out? Was there a cavity?
It found it hard to believe that anything could break its teeth, not even a chunk of iron could shatter them.
A beam of light fell upon it, laden with the scorching Power of Holy Light, burning away a large patch of its flesh, as if it had been splashed with concentrated acid.
If it had just been acid, the Witch wouldn't have minded, for its Undead body felt no pain. However, far worse was that the Power of Holy Light inflicted direct damage to the soul, causing it to scream in agony.
But no sooner had it let out a wail of pain, then boom! A furious roar exploded within its soul, the Soul Impact leaving it disoriented and dizzy.
