The battle increased in intensity. Erik darted through the air, avoiding another blast of the black wyvern's flames. The undead creature was relentless, as was the woman riding on it.
"Is that all you've got?" Monica taunted from atop her monstrous mount. "I expected more from a man who defeated three Vindicators!"
Erik gritted his teeth as he was forced to use Time Freeze again. The world around him slowed to a crawl, giving him precious time to evade the wyvern's snapping jaws. But he felt the drain on his mana reserves with each use.
Erik didn't have neural links for this power and didn't even know how to use it properly. But he couldn't avoid it because the wyvern was too fast, too strong, and its brain crystal power was too deadly.
The monster was releasing a torrent of flames, lighting the black skies, and illuminating the battlefield below, which showed a grim sight.
