"Found you…"
Ron gently caressed the pocket watch, accurately pinpointing Leila's true location.
No matter how she shifted and moved, in his perception, she was as clear as a star in the night sky.
But that wasn't enough.
Leila was incredibly fast, even predicting her location made striking her still a monumental challenge.
He needed an opportunity, a chance for the hound to reveal a flaw.
"Aselia! Dragon Mighty!"
The little girl understood, taking a deep breath.
Though her strength was severely limited, the majesty of the Ancient Dragon Race was no mere decoration.
"VORTH'GAR THEK SULANI! (Tremble!)"
The childish voice carried an absolute majesty from ancient times.
This was a racial suppression acting directly on the depths of the soul.
The chaos in the space stilled!
All of Leila's illusions shivered simultaneously, and a fatal pause appeared in her trajectory.
