Ezekiel was using a power that he shouldn't have been able to use, especially since he was a Demon. However, he still used it. It was as if he was willing to harm himself in return for harming the Abyssal Dragon even more.
He dealt twice the damage on the Abyssal Dragon than he took himself.
But the Dragon was far from defeated. It bellowed a deafening roar that shook the very fabric of space, summoning forth a maelstrom of shadowy tendrils.
They coiled around Ezekiel, constricting his movements and draining the divine energy.
Gabriel watched the intense struggle between Ezekiel and the Abyssal Dragon. He knew that his mentor was pushing himself to the limit, using powers that should have been beyond his reach. It was a risky move, but Ezekiel was determined to obtain the Dragon's heart for Gabriel.
Gabriel couldn't help but feel as if he needed to do something to aid Ezekiel. He couldn't just stand there and watch Ezekiel suffer.
