'Pathan Noble Generals! Three of them! How is this possible?!' Belial's eyes trembled. 'You're supposed to be dead!'
Belial unleashed an acid breath on Solstice, but the dragon knight covered himself with his wings, closed in, and swung his sword downward. He unleashed a sword beam that cut open Belial's right eye and almost divided his skull.
Belial swiftly activated Grief Transfer, and the damage was sent to his young ones. Ten young dragons incinerated to death, and in exchange, Belial had his right eye back.
For Grief Transfer to work, the target had to be willing. All his young ones were willing, but that skill took a tremendous amount of mana and couldn't be used often.
Using it twice put Belial in a bad spot. He flapped his wings; it was best they fought this battle in the sky, but Toria's rapier came at that moment.
It transformed into a long blade whip that sliced a great portion of flesh off Belial's left wing. The rest was seared off by her flames!
