Engaging five Diamond-rank dragons simultaneously under these conditions was not merely a tactical nightmare. It was almost an impossibility.
The colossal beasts had erupted from the fractured bedrock, the exact same reinforced earth that Julius and the Vanguard's earth users had sealed, and that Ren's most formidable strike had just shattered as a secondary effect. They burst through the smoking fissures one after another, shaking off the ash, each one radiating the suffocating, unmistakable aura of a stolen elemental core furiously beating in its chest.
Five sovereign dragons. Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, and Wood.
The five elements that Selthia had systematically hunted down and successfully harvested across the vast expanse of Yino. They were now all resurrected, incarnated into hyper-mutated draconic vessels deliberately pushed to the absolute terrifying pinnacle of the Diamond rank.
