"Watch out!" Cain's roar echoed through the cavernous hall, urgency lacing his voice. The sheer power emanating from the vines was terrifying, and they could withstand their most powerful attacks with little damage.
Reacting swiftly, the massive dragons shifted into their dragonborn forms. Their bodies shrank and condensed, becoming more agile—something they desperately needed as the sea of vines closed in from every direction. Scales glinted in the dim light as they maneuvered with newfound speed, dodging the grasping vines by mere inches.
Cain twisted mid-air, narrowly avoiding a tendril that lashed out like a whip, aiming for his eye. His gaze sharpened as he channeled his energy into his fist.
"Earthquake Blow!" The scarlet dragon delivered a point-blank strike to the vine. The impact resonated through his arm, and he grimaced—it felt like striking the hardest metal in the world. The vine barely recoiled, but it gave him just enough time to pull back.
