A jet of blood erupted from the bite wound in the neck of the King of the Scarlet Night. Yet Cain did not allow himself to feel the pain. His eyes remained locked onto those of the Primordial Dragon of Samsara, burning with determination.
The dark flames engulfing the dragon were inflicting considerable damage, but Cain knew they would not be enough to kill it before the power granted to him by the will of his people faded.
He had only one chance.
If he wanted to win, he needed to end the battle with a single decisive move.
And he already knew what he had to do.
The next heartbeat, the Scarlet and Golden Eyes of the King of the Scarlet Night began to glow brighter and brighter. Their radiance intensified at an absurd rate until their light surpassed even that of countless supernovas exploding simultaneously.
