There were many ways to win.
I knew that from the get-go.
I could use [Subspace] to shave off parts of the Dragon's body, reducing its health until it completely fell apart.
I could use my purification to severely weaken it and blast the monster to kingdom come.
An easy solution would also be to use the seventy-one Treasures OF War to impale the beast on all ends. If I added my Mana to them and increased their efficiency, the monster stood no chance.
I could keep going on and on as to how I could win, but what was the point?
Once in a while, a person needed some excitement in their life—I was no exception.
"COME!"
My declaration prompted the Dragon Of Storms—or rather, what was left of him—to charge at me with frightening speed.
>WHOOOOSSHSHHH<
In a flash, it closed the distance between us, baring its claws at me. The monster's large hand descended on my smaller frame, drawing close at a frightening degree.
