CLANG CLANG CLANG. The sound of impacts echoed off his Plate Armor. Colin raised an arm, letting the flying ice shards gash his palm as he unhurriedly began to chant a Spell, facing the White Dragon's position.
HUMMM!
A tremendous, reverberating boom overpowered the howling wind in his ears.
The white mist obscuring his vision began to dissipate rapidly, revealing that the roof beneath the White Dragon's feet had already collapsed under the effect of [Shatter].
The massive creature began to flail, scrambling to grab onto the surrounding rooftops.
However, the rooftops, already battered and broken by the Giant Dragon, couldn't possibly withstand such abuse.
Every spot the White Dragon grabbed failed to support its terrifying weight, and it could only watch helplessly as it plunged into the Church's main hall.
Colin tossed aside the Mica Plate and quickly drew out the Spider Web Corps, a strip of Beast Hide, and a glass rod.
