So awesome... absolutely awesome...
Cypher hid himself in the treetop canopy, his expression blank and his body stiff as a statue.
It had started like this...
The dragon effortlessly neutralized the first batch of spells cast by the young wizards.
Then it disdainfully scratched its belly with a claw.
It seemed to be declaring, "With that little strength, are you scratching an itch for me?"
Apparently, that gesture made the hesitant young wizards join the fight as well.
But even the upper-year students' by-the-book spells could not affect the dragon in the slightest.
It was like taking a perfect middle-school exam paper into a research institute. Everyone might praise you for getting full marks, but... that was about it.
As for the young wizards capable of harming the dragon, they remained on the sidelines and watched the show.
Soon, the young wizards all stopped what they were doing.
After all, few people were willing to keep repeating something meaningless.
Streams of spells stopped shooting into the air.
The dragon, which had been squinting in enjoyment, opened its eyes in surprise.
Seeing the young wizards staring eagerly at it—
Huh? Why weren't they continuing?
Oh! Right! It had enjoyed their massages for so long; it should give them something in return!
Dante Hagrid reminded himself that if he wanted to make friends, he needed to understand the give-and-take of social etiquette!
With that thought—
The black dragon carefully controlled its strength and sneezed!
Instantly, golden-blue streaks of light burst through the air like fireworks.
Ever seen molten iron fireworks? The sight of crimson sparks raining down from the dark night sky.
After that snort, countless golden-blue lights scattered down in just the same way.
Those lights fell like iron blossoms, glaringly visible even beneath the sunlight.
"Shield Charm!"
Never mind