Xavida rushed forward, her hands pulling two daggers shaped strangely—it seemed they were designed to maximise her lightning magic in close combat.
'Such a wonderful posture and balance.'
'Is this the difference between a natural dragon and myself?'
Her body started crackling as the first monster lunged forward as if to match her movement, a huge wolf around two metres long and quite tall with sharp fangs longer than her daggers, but the next moment, a second and third followed the leading wolf in a triangle formation.
⟪Dragon Magic Arts⟫
∟ Dual thunder Lance
Two streaks of electricity seemed to dance in Xavida's grip—she launched forwards in a zigzag pattern before throwing the daggers towards the leading wolves—as the tips sparked.
Huge energy released suddenly formed an electric current, connecting the blade tip with a target as electricity surged—with a loud crackle.
