- With Nāgāntaka.
As Nāgāntaka soared through the sky, he carried the creature high above the ground. It writhed weakly, unable to break free, his colossal claws had sunk deep into its translucent body, pinning it with unrelenting force.
The sight was strange and unsettling. Nāgāntaka's claws were clearly visible inside the creature's semi-transparent flesh as if they floated among the strange-colored cloud. Dim pulses of light flickered beneath its skin, fading the higher they rose.
Without warning, Nāgāntaka released his grip.
The creature plunged, tumbling through the air in wild spirals. It flailed its Ribbon-like tendrils of darkness, which may be the one that granted the creature the ability to float, but at this altitude, its movements were sluggish, its flight seemed limited, its power thinning with the atmosphere.
Nāgāntaka gave it no time to recover.
He inhaled deeply. Embers glowed in his throat, and then-
*WHOOSH!*
