Two dragons—one vermillion, one silver—shot towards each other.
Zephyrus was slightly larger than Menas.
However, the latter was not fazed at all, even sporting an excited smile on his face as he opened the battle up with a good old fireball.
Unfortunately, the Wind Dragon Emperor was unlike the other wind dragons.
Zephyrus' mighty wings flapped, causing a single wind cutter—just the same size as the fireball—to whistle across the air, accompanied by a howling gale.
It was even smaller than a single one of the thirty wind cutters fired by the elder wind dragons.
But of course, the lone wind cutter wasn't as simple as it seemed.
It was a dense condensation of wind energy and was even sharper than the thirty wind cutters of the elder wind dragons combined.
Soon, the two projectiles clashed, leaving Menas flabbergasted at the results.
