Behind him, the members of his party shivered slightly, a natural reaction to a draconic aura suddenly getting unleashed like this at close proximity. But they recovered in seconds, going back to their confident selves.
However, his roar had precisely the effect he wanted.
The two dragonkin's eyes lit up in rage at the defiance of their master, and their guisarmes instantly rose and struck out toward him in a piercing motion.
But Alexander's body was already done fusing with Shegror, and his strength far surpassed a regular human's already.
Grabbing the spikes aimed at him with one hand each, his feet skid a single step back before they felt all their strength come to a stop, Alexander flashing them a nasty grin.
"Did you think you two lessers could copy a dragon's strength?" he mocked, letting a bit of Shegror's inner monologue out.
