The audience held their breath, silently pondering that the battle would likely be decided in the next moment.
However,
just as the shadow of the dragon was about to engulf the butler,
the butler merely lifted his hand gently.
An invisible force gripped the ferocious giant dragon as if caught tightly by an unseen hand, rendering it immobile.
The once raging black dragon was no longer the freely soaring creature, but instead crashed heavily onto the ground.
The spectators' platform was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Then, the giant dragon struggled a few times, finding its body seemingly bound by chains weighing thousands of pounds, unable to break free from the invisible chains of spiritual power, no matter how hard it tried.
It could only let out a powerless roar as its front claws gave way, and it collapsed heavily onto the rugged terrain, kicking up dust; the wild light in the dragon's eyes slowly dimmed, its head drooped gradually, and it fainted on the spot.
