So when the young Red Dragon unleashed its devastating flame, it directly ignited a group of Beastmen, their bodies' flesh transforming into the fuel for the flame, moisture evaporating and fat aiding in combustion.
"Hahaha, death is the price of provoking a Giant Dragon, let me, Kaidelos, grant you a noble rest,"
In mid-air, the young Red Dragon scattered flames of death, igniting throngs of enemies, burning them into charcoal, as the roar of the Giant Dragon echoed from its throat, wild, excited, and satisfied.
Flames of the Red Dragon burned throughout the battlefield, countless Merfolk and Beastmen igniting in an instant, wailing in agony while rolling on the ground, unable to extinguish the raging flames, only to turn into charcoal and ashes in despair and pain.
