The entire circular chamber shook, with large pieces of rock splitting and falling from its walls and ceiling. The bright blue light of mana reflected in the glossy, reflective surfaces of the stone.
The black, bipedal form of the dragon surrounded by the fiery inferno and smoke raised his clawed hand while his eyes brightly glowed as he faced the levitating chronomancer.
The mass of mana orbited around the staff, the reality itself bending and warping around it.
Even the dragon felt danger from it, feeling like the sea-sized mana in it was enough to heavily injure him.
The scenarios quickly flew through his mind.
'Time magic is like cheating. How long would it take to cast something like this? Minutes? Tens of minutes? Getting injured here will achieve nothing. Maybe teleportation? No, what if this already happened and he knows where I would appear? Teleporting outside of the dungeon is also a bad idea. The space is too turbulent, I could end up in sun or maybe even void.'
