'Disgusting.'
The dragon raised its clawed hand high into the sky, shadowing the goblin beneath. And without a word—
BOOM—!!!
It brought the claw down with savage force, slamming the goblin into the ground so hard that the crater deepened, spiderweb-like cracks exploding in every direction. The ground screamed beneath the impact.
Blood spurted from the goblin's mouth, its body twitching violently under the dragon's claws.
Kaeryx leaned in close, its maw curling into a cold, contemptuous snarl.
"Groveling trash. This is your end, you should be proud to die in my hands!" The Goblin King's breathing grew shallow.
It reached for its Greatsword, fingers shaking… barely able to close around the hilt.
Kaeryx watched it—unmoved.
"Still reaching…?" The dragon's voice dropped lower, thick with venom. "You should have died on your knees."
