Hex boldly reversed the question onto the black dragon.
As for the black dragon, it was confused.
Where did this little kid's arrogance come from?
Did he not remember what just happened?
The black dragon scoffed in its mind, letting a disdainful smile spread across his face.
It guessed that Hex had some sort of short-term memory problem. After all, the events that just transpired clearly showed their difference in strength.
Obviously, it was Hex that should be afraid, not it.
Apollo and Willow had been swinging at each other wildly. Neither person held back, using their full strength. Nearly every strike was either towards the other's vitals or was used to set up for a future attack towards the vitals.
Apollo and Willow hardly bothered to defend themselves. They were essentially fighting a life or death battle. Their conviction could not be shaken at this point.
