~RAMON~
Fire scorched brutally across my flank as Galathor’s massive tail struck with devastating precision, and the force of the blow sent me hurtling through fractured stone like a weapon flung by the gods themselves. The impact shattered what remained of the ruined battlements, and I crashed through rock and rubble before slamming into the battlefield hard enough to crater the earth beneath my weight. Dust and ash erupted upward in suffocating clouds, stinging my eyes and filling my lungs even in dragon form, and a roar tore violently from my chest—not in triumph, but in strain and dawning realization.
He was stronger than I remembered from centuries past, and that truth settled heavily into my bones with chilling certainty.
Galathor descended from the smoke like an omen of destructi
