The physical talents of a true dragon are indeed unparalleled.
Gauss' iron fist enveloped in dragon claw energy, punched the resilient head of the dragon beast like a hammer striking iron.
Yet, despite its dire appearance, the body of the dragon beast beneath him still erupted with a heart-stopping power.
The dragon beast went from an initial roar of anger and desperate struggle to emitting pitiful wails and squeezing out broken whimpers from its throat.
The once proud golden vertical pupils had completely extinguished their anger, leaving behind a nearly numb submission.
Gauss maintained a dual bloodline burden; though there was an energy replenishing buffet before him, excessive expenditure still made his complexion slightly pale.
Finally, after throwing countless punches, Gauss stopped.
His knee pressed against the thick neck of the dragon beast, slightly panting.
