The entire room got silent for a moment before the dragon let out a loud roar.
The dragon's roar rattled his bones, and he looked up to see her shaking violently, her eyes filled with pure anger.
Her severed arm bled dark blood onto the stone floor.
The dwarf's weapon which was given to him by the god of death had an ability, when the battle starts, after the first hit, the weapon begins charging up, and after 2 minutes he could land a hit like this.
Upon contact the hammer exploded, a concentrated blast that tears through anything it comes in contact with, but then it has to charge up again.
'What the hell was that?' Xavier couldn't believe the Dwarf was hiding something like that, he also got a powerful sword so he couldn't complain.
The dwarf landed on his feet with a smile on his face, his chest rising and falling heavily. He gripped his hammer tightly, feeling the faint vibration of its charging process. He had used up his strongest strike, and now he needed time.
