Fafnir's reptilian eyes glinted with cold focus as he glared at the wounded but still formidable, three-headed minotaur. In his towering draconic form—forty-five meters of crimson scales and blazing mane, Fafnir lunged forward, seizing the minotaur's ten-meter-tall body with startling speed.
The three-headed minotaur struggled fiercely, bellowing from all three heads, but Fafnir's grip proved unrelenting. With a single, swift rotation, the fiery dragon spun in midair and then dived toward the volcanic ground below.
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!"
The impact was thunderous. Debris exploded in every direction as the shockwave carved a crater into the blackened terrain. Fafnir's sheer mass and momentum forced the minotaur to absorb most of the force.
Even after all that damage, the Depravita of Envy was not over. Pinning the three-headed minotaur beneath razor-sharp claws, Fafnir leaned forward. His massive draconic maws parted, revealing swirling vortexes of flame.
