I charged straight in as the dragon prepared a breath attack.
When I was halfway the beast released its attack, I dodged to the side, but the blast kept going and hit the mountains several hundred miles away. The blast completely destroying multiple mountains.
I was able to get in close and used my spacial manipulation to increase gravity making my fist weigh hundreds of tons.
I slammed this into the dragons back. The beast cried and whipped around, slapping me with its tail, throwing me across the courtyard.
I controlled the winds to right myself in the air and landed on my feet.
However it wasted no time in attacking and launched another breath attack of pure magic power.
Instead of dodging I caught the attack with magic manipulation and launched it back at the target.
The dragon was caught by surprise and was too stunned to move, this led to the hit landing right on the left wing accompanied by a loud snapping sound.
The dragons wing hung limply off its back. A roar of pain escaping from its throat.
I create jets of wind beneath my feet speeding me up to deliver a blow to the dragons jaw.
The beast intercepted my by launching a stream of blue flames.
I waste no time and create a jagged spike of earth to block the attack.
As the rock melts I throw a blast of water at the melting rock in order to create a cloud of steam.
I used the obscured vision to get above the beast and coated my fist in pale blue flames. The dragon sensed my bloodlust and turned around releasing another breath attack straight into my face.
This is it, I'll be charged with treason now for killing the crown prince.
I drop to my knees and begin to break down.
"Draig, what have you done."
A small whisper leaves my throat.
I never wanted to kill him, I never wanted any of this.
I told him to give up, but he didn't listen, and now he's dead.
His power was insane, that much was clear by the fact that he was able to hurt Draig, but he's still only human, he never stood a chance.
Why? Why did he fight even knowing he'd lose?
The steam that covered the courtyard cleared revealing fully the form of Prince Amon.
He stood their blood dripping down his face, staining his clothes. Blood poured from his eyes and mouth like hellish waterfalls.
Draig walking up to me was blissfully unaware.
The dragon, Draig I heard his master call him, was walking away triumphantly.
I reach out and grab its tail.
"I'm still standing."
I lifted the dragon and slammed him into the ground repeatedly, each impact shaking the entire academy.
I finally throw the dragon into the air and form a cluster of raw magic power into my hands.
I released it in a giant laser towards the dragon that was now free falling towards me.
The dragon recovered from its shock in time and devoured my attack.
What the fuck. He just ate my cheap rip-off of a popular characters attack.
Draig pointed itself downwards shaping its body like an arrow, it covered itself in pure magic power to increase the impact.
Likewise I coat my fist in plasma using magic and prepare to meet the attack head on. I step one foot back and throw my fist up, the clash shook the entire country as our attacks collided.
We were both thrown back to land on our backs.
That was fun. That was my last thought before I passed out.