Lyra remained perfectly calm even as she was only moments away from being bathed in a stream of blazing magma.
'Has he already forgotten what happened last time.'
As soon as the blast came flying towards her, she held up her hand and conjured what looked like a tortoise shell made out of diamond.
The moment the molten rock hit Lyra's Reflector Shield, it came to a momentary halt as the lava swirled around before rapidly changing directions.
While the intense heat would not do any damage, just as it did last time, Lyra expected the force behind the breath attack to at least knock Gronex down for a few seconds and give her time to gain some distance.
Yet, it seemed that the battle-hardened ancient dragon had already figured out Lyra's tricks.
The instant he had fired his lava breath; the enormous mythic beast had dashed to the side and lunged at Lyra and Marcus with his mouth wide open. Clearly intent on shredding them both to pieces with his teeth and then swallowing them.
