Despite his arrogant words and smug demeanor, Berkah was being gnawed at by an intense fear.
In addition to the power exuded by the Ancient Dragon, its sheer size and appearance was enough to instill awe and fear to all who laid eyes on it.
It was so colossal that it barely even fit in Berkah's field of vision, its long, platinum scaled body like a bridge connecting two worlds and its claws as towering as the summit of a mountain massif.
"Shit..."
His breath trembled, the cold sweat cascading down his jaw sending shivers across his feathered spine.
[How am I supposed to fight something so large?]
He smiled bitterly and clenched his fists tighter, a strange mixture of fear and excitement rendering him paralyzed and indecisive, torn between fight and flight.
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!!!
