The word "push down" was reserved for Jeanne d'Arc (Alter). As for Fafnir, forget it. They should just follow the usual rules.
"..."
Fafnir held its breath for an instant. What method would that Star Forger Dragon King, capable of commanding the stars, use to subdue it? Even if it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, it would still make one final desperate struggle!
"Ahem—"
Lianye cleared his throat, took a step back, and called out loudly, "Alright, alright, get ready to start the raid. Mash goes in first, MT, hold the boss's aggro. Elizabeth, two o'clock; Jeanne d'Arc (Lily), ten o'clock; Kiyohime, DPS from the backline. Watch your positioning and dodge the Dragon Breath. Other than that, there's nothing else to say. Slackers, have some self-respect. Couch potatoes, just spam 666."
Fafnir, "..."
You really were treating me like a boss to be taken down!?
147, A Reliable Team Fight
"Damn blue snake, where the hell are you aiming your spells?! You really are a Berserker—did you bash your brains out?"
"Oh my, I hadn't expected that either! You may be a Lancer, but you're not agile at all. It gives me quite the headache!"
Even on the battlefield, with both of them serving the same team, the bickering between Elizabeth and Kiyohime never ceased.
This was not necessarily due to the differences between Western dragons and Eastern Dragons. In truth, as long as they were Dragon Kind, it was perfectly normal for them to harbor competitive instincts toward one another.
Among dragons with exceptionally strong competitive instincts, attacks against each other were twice as effective. As peak Phantasmal Species, one of the things Dragon Kind countered—and were countered by—was Dragon Kind itself.
One mountain could not accommodate two tigers, much less two even stronger and