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- Jakob Tanner
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It opened up its mouth and a huge swirl of flames could be seen at the bottom of its throat, rising higher and higher until it was right at the top of its mouth.
“Fire blast incoming!” shouted Max.
The blast of flame would be enough to seriously injure either him or Casey. They had to dodge the attack.
BOOM!
The fire blast smashed into the ground.
Max and Casey had managed to jump in either direction away from the radius of the blast.
Casey wiped sweat off her brow. “How are we going to take this thing out?”
The drake was probably twice their size and a significant foe. It wasn’t as powerful as the main dragon, but for two E-rankers it was not an easy match-up, and defeating it was not a guarantee.
Max grinned as a new idea formed in his head.
But maybe they didn’t have to defeat it.
The drake swerved towards them for a melee attack.
Max focused on its brain. He looked for the same thread of mana in the brain that he’d found in the climber president. This time, however, instead of untying the knot, he tied it.
The drake stopped its attack suddenly and landed in front of it.
“Don’t tell me,” said Casey. “Did you somehow turn this drake onto our side?”
“Cellular manipulation,” said Max. “This trait is no joke.”
The two of them jumped on the back of the drake and took to the skies.
They flew towards the climber president.
The large werewolf had imbued its feet with mana and rushed up the side of the building.
“The climber president is so powerful,” shouted Casey with excitement.
It was true. He was able to turn into a werewolf, but he retained enough consciousness to wield his own internal mana. Perhaps this was how the trait evolved. It started out as an insane feral mode that he couldn’t control, but now at A-rank, he could enter this deadly state and still have full control of his senses.
The power was so intense! No wonder he was the climber president.
Once on the rooftop, he crouched down, channelling mana into his feet.
He then pushed himself forward, using that excess mana at his feet to propel high into the air towards the deadly dragon.
“Can he really make that leap?” said Casey as they flew towards the fight on the back of the drake.
Max wasn’t sure. Maybe he could, but what was the climber president’s recourse if he missed. He’d crash into a building or worse the ground.
The dragon roared and actually flew to meet the werewolf head on.
“Oh boy,” said Max, watching the epic clash.
Toto covered his eyes with fright.
KABOOM!