The dragon's chest compressed, the sphere of energy condensing to a point of brilliant red-orange light that made Noah's eyes water from the intensity.
'This is different,' Noah realized, watching the energy build. 'Nyx's Magma Bomb is powerful, but this... this is on another level entirely. This dragon is stronger than Nyx. Maybe twice as strong.'
GRAAAAOAARRRRRR!
The roar was deafening, vibrating through Noah's bones, and then the dragon released.
A torrent of superheated energy erupted from its mouth, not in a sphere but in a continuous beam that turned night into day. The temperature spiked so high that the air itself ignited, creating a wave of fire that preceded the actual attack.
Noah closed his eyes, accepting what was coming.
'Even with regeneration,' he thought, 'this is going to kill me. No coming back from being vaporized.'
Seconds passed. One. Two. Three.
Noah realized he was still breathing. Still feeling the heat but not burning. Still alive.
