The seven squad leaders exchanged looks with each other. The silence between them lasted only a heartbeat, but in that short span they conveyed every unspoken thought. Their pride demanded they fight. Their instincts warned them of the vast gap they were about to confront.
Their competitive spirits pushed them forward regardless. They nodded almost simultaneously. The decision was made. This time, they would not hold anything back.
Victor moved first. His Azure Dragon Bloodline awakened completely as azure streams of energy rose around him like coiling serpents. His muscles expanded, and his fists tightened as he drew upon every ounce of physical might his body could produce.
A phantom dragon appeared behind him, its maw open in a silent roar, lending Victor a crushing pressure that made the air tremble. His fighting spirit surged, burning bright and fierce.
