Starting out as a Dragon Slave

The blows kept raining down, each strike ringing out like a death knell.Isaac’s katana gleamed under the bluish glow of mana, his draconic scales reinforced by the furious energy surging from his core.The dragon parried and countered with surgical precision—but for the first time, a hint of anxiety flickered in his otherwise cold gaze.

But then a noise caught Isaac’s attention—Yvan, exhausted and injured, was standing again in the distance, turning toward the panicked survivors.

— "Move! Now!" he shouted, his hoarse voice filled with terror. "Get out of the dungeon! Go!"

Charlotte, Victor, Léon, and Sophie obeyed without hesitation—but Charlotte stopped, looking back at Isaac with uncertainty.

— "Isaac’s still out there!"

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Yvan grabbed her by the arm, sharply.

— "There’s no Isaac anymore! That thing... he’s not human! We have to leave him—there’s no choice!"

Charlotte wanted to protest, but the fear in Yvan’s eyes was real.She finally turned away, running after the others as fast as her legs would carry her.

The dragon, seeing this, sneered.

— "Your allies abandon you, human... What remains for you now?"

Isaac didn’t answer.He could hear his heartbeat pounding in his skull, every pulse a painful reminder of the internal fractures his body and mana were sustaining.He was cornered, his options draining away under the crushing pressure of this deadly duel.