Return of the Dragon Queen
It wasn't a strike.
It was a judgment.
Kal turned toward the light, eyes wide, and for the first time since his return, he stepped back.
“No! I am the God of Darkness! I cant be defeated just like this…”
Liam grabbed Kal’s wrist mid-swing “You were never a god.”
And Elena brought the sceptre down.
A column of divine fire formed a shape of a dragon, golden white and endless, poured onto Kal with force. He screamed, his form unravelling, burning, breaking. Shadows poured from his mouth as he howled, not in rage now, but agony.