Blood sipped through my torn clothes, staining the ground as a multitude of wounds littered my body.
Despite the multiple injuries present on me, my gaze was resolute as my back stood straight.
The panther, licked the blood off its paws as it had an expression that could only be described as mocking.
It had been a few hours now and no matter how much I ran, how much I tried, how much I innovated and found new techniques, I couldn't seem to be able to get rid of this bastard.
To him, I was just a plaything.
"I wanted to keep this as a trump card but at this point, I might as well…"
[Dragon Slayer Art: Honor of The Slain.]
My dragon slayer flame wildly erupted as it completely engulfed me.
A swirl of dark void qi enveloped me as dark scales bloomed onto my figure.
Two dignified horns of unspoken majesty sprouted off my forehead as my fangs elongated.
My hands became claws as my pupils turned to vibrant blue slits.
HUMMMMMMMMMMMM!
