He couldn't win!
The moment Punk saw Ankazan effortlessly repair the shattered Flame Colossus and immediately counterattack without even giving him time to cast another Legendary Magic, he understood. Even if his "exceptionally gifted" soul allowed him to ignore Ankazan's Bright Moon level eyes, even if the knowledge he possessed had given him a temporary advantage at the beginning of the battle, a gap of three whole levels was simply too great.
The powerful and rational "Burner" was not a half-crazed, half-witted warlock red dragon like Aimoda-Flameclaw. He was a powerful Mage Guild Legendary member with ample knowledge. Ankazan would neither make a complete mess of battle like Aimoda nor blow himself into severe injury through unfamiliarity with Legendary Magic.
Now, however unwilling he was to admit it, Punk had to acknowledge that he faced a powerhouse who surpassed him in every attribute. Taking a small advantage for a moment meant nothing. To say nothing else, Ankazan had urgently repaired the Flame Colossus and was still capable of launching such a fierce attack without showing the slightest fatigue from start to finish. If it came down to a war of attrition alone, Punk definitely had no chance of winning.
And the "Burner," who was controlling the Flame Tornado as it ravaged the battlefield once again, clearly understood that fact as well.
It was obvious that taking a Collapse Singularity had already made the guy angry. He now intended to teach Punk a truly unforgettable "lesson." Driven by that intent, Ankazan's flaming warhammer attacks naturally became even faster and more ferocious.
But...
Battle was not a game of comparing stats. Whether one could win was one matter; whether there was still a fight to be fought was another. Whether someone who could not win might escape—or even turn the tables due