The man in white swung his sword with precision and power, and as it sliced through the void, ripples spread outwards, shattering the fabric of reality itself. The dragon's eyes widened in realization, but it was too late.
The attack was not fast, it was not that strong, it was not complex, it was a simple slash from left to right, and yet, it seemed impossible to be blocked or evaded as the very void would be forced to stop upon the attack being unleashed.
Even the dragon, a powerful and ancient being that had been alive for tens if not hundreds of millennia, was unable to do a single thing to stop it.
The blade struck the dragon's chest, and there was a blinding flash of light. When the light faded, the dragon was still there, unharmed. It stood straight, the red scales of his armor shimmering brightly as he stared at the man in white with shock and disbelief.
