Chapter 10: Hundred Trials
Drake didn’t waste any time; he immediately went for the attack, using his dragon’s breath. The man planted his feet forward and used his spear to dash through the flames.
The flames burned hot, and through his armor, it felt like a million degrees, but his body had been tempered over the years, built to become stronger and more resilient.
He held his ground and cut through the flames without letting up. When the flame breath ended, the man stood there, steaming like a hot pot of soup.
The light in his eyes had dimmed a considerable amount; he could barely move. Yet despite all that, he went into his next stance. Jake could not help but admire this man, but then again, a man this strong would be too big of a threat to be left alive.
"Drake, take him down," Jake said, and Drake immediately spun, swinging his tail as fast as he could. He ripped through the trees that stood, and without any hindrance, the tail went on, headed for the man.
He saw the tail—his instincts screamed at him to dodge, but his body had been cooked; he could barely move. He opted for blocking the tail.
With his feet planted into the ground, he blocked the attack, but no matter how he prepared for it, it was a terrible idea. The tail slammed into him and immediately sent him flying without any resistance.
He shot through the air like a bullet and slammed through multiple trees before coming to a stop, lying on the ground, weak and battered, unable to move.
Jake walked toward him, his footsteps making sounds inside the rubble, broken trees, and branches.
He bent down beside the man, staring at him. "You were really strong. I didn’t think there would be anyone capable of even staying alive after being attacked by Drake.
I guess my view of this world is still very limited. I have to gather some knowledge first," Jake said, stupidly allowing himself to fall into thought right there in front of an enemy that wasn’t dead yet.