Chapter 459 - Tamers War - Dragon - 2
Venmont launched forward with speed that would have been invisible to observers with lesser capabilities, his multiple extremities seeking to tear, pierce, and dissolve everything they touched.
The assault was beautiful in its coordination and terrible in its intent, six Gold-rank beasts moving as one organism inside their tamer.
Dragarion dodged without moving too much.
It wasn’t that he had moved so fast Venmont couldn’t follow him. He simply wasn’t where Venmont had attacked, as if space itself had reconfigured to accommodate his intentions.
The evasion seemed casual, almost lazy, like someone stepping aside to avoid a puddle rather than dodging a lethal assault from one of the most powerful tamers alive.
"Good try," Dragarion commented from a position that should have been impossible to reach under the intense attack.
Venmont roared with frustration and launched a combination of attacks that would have leveled a good section of the abyssal wall. Acid, claws, poisonous stingers, wind explosions, everything coordinated in a pattern that supposedly left no space for evasion.
Dragarion raised one hand.
All attacks stopped in the air, as if they had encountered an invisible but absolutely impenetrable wall. The Azure Dragon didn’t appear to have moved either.
The casual gesture was more insulting than any mockery could have been, effortless negation of everything Venmont had thrown at him, accomplished with the same energy most people used to wave hello.
"Wood beats earth, earth beats wind, wind beats water, water beats fire, fire beats wood, finally, darkness and light increase or cancel themselves according to the tamer’s intention..." Dragarion recited casually, as if giving a lesson in basic elements.
"But there’s something that beats everything."