Swoosh! The flowers throbbed with a sickly pulse, their petals unfolding to reveal gaping maws filled with rows of razor-sharp teeth. A wave of oppressive dread washed over the battlefield, the very air seeming to grow heavy with despair.
Jian Gang felt the chilling touch of the flowers' aura, his movements slowing as a sense of hopelessness threatened to consume him. But he fought back, his willpower as unyielding as his physical strength. He gritted his teeth and channeled his energy, the scales on his dragon gloves glowing with an intense light.
"Dragon's Fury!" he roared, unleashing a torrent of fiery energy from his fists. The flames engulfed the encroaching flowers, their petals curling and blackening in the intense heat.
