Maxwell's fist stopped just inches away from Borzoi's face.
The violent pressure behind the attack still exploded outward, causing the already destroyed ground beneath Borzoi to crack apart even further.
Dust rose everywhere.
The golden dragon aura surrounding Maxwell continued raging wildly while his glowing eyes slowly turned toward the direction of the voice that interrupted him.
"Don't!"
It was Frazanna.
She stood several meters away now together with the Holy Knights and the Border Town guard knights who had rushed toward the battlefield after hearing the nonstop explosions earlier.
Even they looked horrified after seeing the current state of the area.
The battlefield no longer looked human.
Massive craters covered the land everywhere.
Burning trees filled the surroundings.
The earth itself looked crushed repeatedly by overwhelming force.
And at the center of all that destruction—
Were Maxwell and Borzoi.
One standing like a furious dragon.
