He couldn't believe his eyes...in all his life, even during the days when he was but a calf and heard stories of the Giants that once ruled this planet, and how a great disaster of fire befell it... He couldn't ever imagine this.
The sky, was nowhere to be seen. All he could see, were lances of ice, bolts of lightning but made of ice, glaciers, spears, spikes...all of it. The sky was blotted out! And they came at him with astonishing speed, something that he couldn't even think of attacking. If it were a singular object, like the meteors, he could cut it apart...but this?
He couldn't catch or cut everything... Not this time.
In a moment of desperation, he swallowed his pride and ran, towards the meteor that he caught and dropped, and with his strength he dug his hands deep into it, and used it as a shield by placing it over him.
The attacks rained down, reducing the meteor gradually, and very soon it was reduced to dust and the Minotaur king had to face the onslaught with his body. He braced himself, protecting his vital organs. He had to bear with the excruciating pain. Just because his skin was strong, did not mean he would not feel pain.
He could feel it, his armor was gone, under this barrage only his skin offered him some comfort, comfort of defense.
He breathed a heavy sigh, after what it seemed like a century...the onslaught was over. Over in the skies, Alan took a deep breath, he was sweating profusely and wondered if his attack had done its job. He was tired, this took a toll even on him. His dragon heart quickly worked to rejuvenate his mana and he looked down, the once tranquil ice fields were destroyed, and only destruction was left for him to see.
Alan had hoped it would take the king down, but it seems only the armor had been destroyed. Nevertheless, some wounds had been created.
His voice was filled with rage, and it was quite clear he wanted to rip Alan apart.
[You first invade my home...kill the young and weak... And now you do this?]
[You isolate them from their king...from their leader? Will you slaughter our children next?]
Alan stayed quiet, using the time the Minotaur king was wasting to talk to restore his mana reserves quietly.
The Minotaur king took off his armor, or the rag it had been reduced to. The crown on his head was gold as ever, and he took a deep breath.
He jumped, and in an instant, he was in front of Alan, who was baffled. The king created a crater on the land below, and jumped to such a height! Alan was too late, he couldn't teleport because he was struck, he didn't expect he could jump this fucking high!
He tried to teleport, but he was late, just before his mana acted, the Minotaur king swung, his teleportation was cancelled, and he tried to fly upwards, to avoid the attack... But it still hit. It missed the original target, which was Alan's waist. The Minotaur king had intended to cut him in half... But it hit his ankle.
A curse, filled with pain, was let out from his mind, as his ankle was struck by the big, heavy blade. Because it was not sharp, he let out a scream as a blunt impact ripped his feet off.
He flew even higher, but the Minotaur king caught him.
And threw him down, towards the ice fields where he had fallen...but this time, Alan was in deep trouble.
He crashed, creating an even bigger crater. His body was in a state of numbness, blood oozed from his nose and his head felt as if it was on fire!
Before he could even take a breath, the Minotaur king fell on him, using his foot to push Alan even deeper into the ice. His chest was crushed under the massive weight, and before Alan could open a portal to escape from this plight, he felt his back...wet?
He was submerged in water, and he was struggling to breathe. All the air in his body had already been thrown out when the Minotaur king destroyed the bones in his chest and his lung.
Yet he didn't feel like he was drowning, He still felt as if oxygen was still going in his body. He didn't ponder about it for long. He heard the Minotaur king's voice, clearly in his head.
Driven in a corner, or perhaps in the depths of a sea or a lake? He did it, He didn't want to die .
"A bug?! I'm a fucking dragon, you piece of steak!"
[Full Dragon Transformation(Frost) has been used.]
The minotaur king felt weird, the thing beneath it's foot was increasing in size, at first it thought it was the thing using a ski to escape... But it was entirely different.
Steam and a rush of water clouded his vision, but that was not what sent a chill down his spine, from that steam and water... He saw a pair of blue eyes, larger than his own head.
A wide gaping maw, filled with sharp teeth from a monster he heard about only in legends from his ancestors.
The reason why his species had locked themselves in a city... Away from the world.
The teeth, as sharp as they were dug into his shoulder and lifted him up, he could see a dragon, and not. a big now.
He was lifted up above, to the skies as the teeth ravaged his shoulder and was close to rendering it immobile, he tried his best to fight back but he was unable to.
He had met a monster of the same species that destroyed his world.