Zephyr flashed his sword, it sent him and his sword into a dance of death, deflecting here, slashing there, slicing here, stabbing there, all the while accompanied by the roars of a dragon. Even though he was faced with the Elders’ onslaught, he had no intention of backing down. Their powers crashed with each other, it shattered the breeze, the air, and even the silence around them. Zephyr took a great hit, the impact sent him reeling back a few steps. The Old Khan did not leave Zephyr any leeway, they immediately followed up with another attack. “Kneel!” they commanded. “This is bad, they’re stronger than I’ve thought, incredible! If it weren’t for the Way, I would’ve been sent flying to the nearest healer by now!” Zephyr thought, right now, he was afraid, yet excited at the same time. ‘It seems like they leave me no choice,’ he thought. Zephyr stood still, ignited Lightfoot, and gathered up his Focus, he was going all in. “Elders, please, hold your hands!” Right then, an old voic
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