The Spectral Shadow Fiend twisted and advanced, closing in on Owen's neck.
It bit down fiercely.
Owen instantly felt a foreign object piercing his veins, draining his blood continuously.
His energy waned, and he knew that the object was the Fiend's fang, acting like a pump, voraciously drawing his blood.
A wave of intense weakness surged from the depths of Owen's being.
Dragons, as an advanced race, naturally possess numerous advantages in various aspects.
However, their one vulnerability lies in their blood, the source of their power.
A dragon's strength diminishes significantly with the loss of blood.
Young dragons, naturally weak in blood and energy, are often seen as outliers in dragon society.
Now, the Spectral Shadow Fiend was stripping away Owen's very essence.
Owen wasn't one to resign himself to fate.
He twisted his head and bit down on the Fiend's body.
