Chapter 231
A moment ago, Max had been standing about five metres away from the chaotic battlefield, arms crossed as he observed, refusing to intervene and letting Ava have her moment to shine.
But when the tide seemed to shift, as Clint smashed the female dragon into the ground, the frown on Max's face deepened.
His previously crossed arms unclenched, tension radiating from his muscles as he watched the demon leap back in confusion.
Seeing Ava lying unmoving, possibly unconscious, though he knew she was still alive, made his chest tighten. His worst fear was confirmed.
Clint, fueled by rage, moved to finish her off.
His massive wing coiled around his hand, forming a jagged gauntlet tipped with razor-sharp points, and he darted toward the prone dragon with lethal intent.
Max's calves bulged as golden light ignited in his eyes, his aura flaring fiercely.
He surged forward with tremendous force, unleashing a booming bang.
