CLAP! Arad lunged forward, teleporting behind Connor with [Void Step]. He then swung his fist down.
SWOSH! Connor turned, "You're slow. That teleportation is the only annoying thing you can achieve." He swung his claw and cut Arad's arm.
CRACK! Arad's arm popped back out immediately, and he swung it at Connor's face.
Thud! Connor blocked the punch with his forearm. "I can smell that you're a vampire. Where are you keeping blood to heal yourself?"
SIZZLE! Connor's fur started disintegrating under Arad's fist as the void covered it.
SWOSH! Connor swung his claw at Arad's neck.
CHOP! Arad swung Alcott's sword up, cutting Connor's wrist.
"That weapon is sharper than what should have." Connor smiled as his arm regenerated, "You really remind me of Alcott. You're even using his weapons."
SWOSH! Connor swung both his hands at Arad, sending a barrage of slashes.
Arad lifted his fists to protect his face and upper chest. CLEAVE! Connor ripped Arad's arms off and severely damaged his upper torso and face. But there was a problem.
Connor looked at his claws and the bleeding Arad. "You should be in pieces. Some of my attacks didn't cut you."
Some parts of Arad's body were covered with a dark mist, connected to his stomach. When Connor struck him, his claws entered Arad's stomach and exited without ever managing to land a strike.
As the city crumbled, the slaver from before rushed through the street and climbed over the rubble. He looked at the fight. ^I was right. It's that kid from earlier. He's fighting the bloody werewolf, Connor.^ He kept watching.
CLAP! Arad's wounds healed, and his wings expanded, ripping his upper clothes to shreds. Two massive horns rose from his head as he glared at Connor with glowing purple eyes.
Eris stepped back. ^That's no half-dragon. I was wrong. He isn't a giant. Those black wings don't belong to a metallic dragon. Nor to a chromatic one.^
She could guess Arad was a true dragon, but not his true kind. ^It doesn't matter. If we didn't force him into the draconic form, we didn't really drop him to 0HP or even close.^
"Connor! He's a true dragon. I don't what kind, but I'm sure it isn't a metallic one." Eris shouted, "We need to retreat."
"So you're a true dragon?" Connor smiled, approaching Arad. "I wonder what your flesh tastes like?"
Arad swung Alcott's sword at Connor.
Connor swung his arm up, cutting Arad's arm, and then kicked the sword away. "No overpowered and sharp weapons for you."
Arad pulled the adamantine sword from his stomach and swung at Connor's neck.
SLASH! Connor cut Arad's second arm and kicked the adamantine sword away, "Forget it. You aren't as fast as me. And that dark haze of yours won't save you every time."
^Feel the void. Let's cover your body like flames.^ Arad's body started getting consumed in a thin layer of the void linking to his stomach. His body turned into a black haze of darkness.
SWOSH! The air started moving, getting sucked into Arad. The dirt beneath his feet crumbled as it was sucked into his stomach. ^Become the void, a mass of ever-consuming void.^
"What are you doing?" Connor jumped, swinging his claws at Arad's neck. SWOSH! The hits passed right through Arad's skin.
Strength and speed don't matter when you can't hit your target. Connor's claws are keratin, a technically dead tissue that could get into Arad's stomach with ease.
Connor quickly noticed that using his claws won't harm Arad.
VROOM! KA-boom! Arad swung his fist at Connor's face but soon found his wrist bitten off.
Connor's body bent back, and he swung a kick up, hitting Arad in the chest.
Arad's body flew back, crashing into a wall. He could feel the throbbing pain in his chest, but it wasn't something healing won't fix. Arad can't cut Connor without the magical swords, and Connor can't cut him with his claws.
FLAP! Arad's wings flapped harder than before, propelling his body forward. CLING! From his stomach, he pulled a small butter knife.
"HAH!" Connor laughed, "You finally ran out of weapons? A butter knife is better than nothing, but it won't save you."
BAM! Connor stomped the ground, taking a deep breath. SWOSH! He swung his claws at Arad's face and ignored the butter knife.
SCRATCH! The butter knife's blade touched Connor's skin, scratching a tiny bit, unseen by the normal eye.
BOOM! Connor's nipples exploded, ripping holes in his chest muscles. "GRWAAAAAA!" He screamed, unable to figure out where the hit came from.
Thud! Arad stepped forward, sticking his fingers in the wounds on Connor's chest, hooking into his chest muscles.
"HRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Arad screamed, using all of his might to pull the muscles out. CRACKLE! Fire and lightning rushed from his fingers and into Connor's chest, burning it from the inside out.
"GRWAAA!" Connor screamed, swinging his arms down, and hitting Arad's elbows. CRACK! Even though he could barely muster any strength, he managed to break them.
Arad stepped back, healing his broken bones for one last attack. VROOOM! "Action surge!" BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
He unleashed powerful punches, aiming at Connor's still gaping wound.
A shockwave exploded as the punches all hit Connor within the same second, cracking his bones.
Arad started feeling nauseous, his muscles burning, and his chest tightened. He had already gone after his limit. His void armor disappeared, and he could barely stand.
[HP:10/320]=>[HP: 7/320]
CRACK! Connor healed with ease, "You bastard! That dark magic of yours is really annoying. What's that butter knife made from?"
STAP! SLASH! Connor pierced Arad's torso with one claw and broke his neck with the second one.
BOOM! Arad's body exploded in a burst of the void, and a massive jaw closed on Connor's arms, biting them off. He was forced out of his human form into his dragon form.
Connor jumped back, seeing the massive black dragon glaring at him. "So you were a true dragon!" He smiled, "It will be worth it."
Connor opened his palm, and a red gem flew from where Xavvin's dusted bones were. That was Xaviin's phylactery.
"I was supplying him with my mana to regenerate, so I wasn't using any skills. But I don't think I can take on a dragon without going all out." Since the moment Alcott killed Xaviin, Connor had started spending the majority of his power to raise his father again. Since he was the necromancer who got him up in the first place.
Eris watched the battle, but then her ears twitched. She could hear something digging above the ceiling. She looked up, "OH! Fuck!" She expanded her wings, turning and flying away.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Connor is too engrossed in the fight. He can't feel it. There is no way I'm remaining here." She ran away sweating.