"Did you even ask me before laying a hand on my pet?"
A cruel smile crept across Timothy's face as he clenched his fist, gathering power before unleashing a relentless barrage of punches.
Sure, dragon bodies are tough, but that just means they can take more hits.
Timothy had never come across a punching bag this durable before.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Pinning Aegir down in the rubble, Timothy pummeled him without mercy.
The sheer force of his blows caused the ground at the ocean's depths to tremble violently.
Aegir's once-majestic dragon face was now bruised and battered, his features caved in from the beating.
"Timothy, how dare you!"
Boom!
Another punch landed, and Aegir was left bleeding, too terrified to utter another word.
"You filthy human, how dare you treat the Second Prince like this!"
The elder dragons who had stayed out of the fight with Azura were finally enraged. Several massive dragon forms turned toward Timothy, their murderous intent palpable.
