Katrana braked hard, spun around, and dove straight toward the ground, dodging the special projectile fired from the Aircraft Carrier.
Unfortunately, Katrana had underestimated the Mage Hunter's speed. Less than five seconds later, a violent burst of chaotic arcane energy detonated barely ten meters above her back.
The heat and flames from the explosion engulfed the black dragon.
Katrana felt as if the flesh beneath her skin was about to cook. If her scales hadn't been tough enough, she probably would have smelled roasting meat by now.
Damn you, Rowan! Firing your cannon at me the moment we meet! Shameless! Barbaric!
It took Katrana considerable effort to steady herself in the air and regain her balance.
"Risen, you freaking missed again!" Rowan shouted, his eyes wide as he gripped the young, scrawny commander of the Fourth Artillery Regiment by the shoulders.
This was Risen's first time shooting at a moving aerial target with a Mage Hunter. Besides, the dragon was incredibly fast, so missing was understandable.
But Risen offered no excuses. He composed himself and said calmly, "Young master, one more shot."
Risen adjusted the angle and aimed at the black dragon's head.
Rowan froze, then hurriedly said, "Whatever you do, don't kill her."
Avoiding vital spots made the shot considerably easier.
Risen aimed at the black dragon's wings, spent two seconds calculating, and fired a second Mage Hunter.
Sensing the powerful bomb racing toward her from behind, Katrana reacted in advance. She changed direction and climbed higher.
"Wasn't one shot enough? That lunatic," Katrana muttered, wishing she could skin Rowan, tear out his tendons, and drain him dry.
Whoosh! The Mage Hunter tore through the air at high speed with an ear-piercing shriek.
A weapon was still a weapon. It had no intelligence. Katrana watched as the Mage Hunter's