C341 King's Law

In the western reaches of the continent, Igrel raised his left claw to shield the gash on his right shoulder, his gaze fixed ahead.

"You managed to withstand three attacks and even found an opening to strike back at me. Among all the dragons I've encountered, you are by far the strongest. Truly terrifying," the purple dragon chuckled lightly, standing a few dozen meters in front of Igrel