Obviously, the Black Dragon also knew this. Time was an advantage for it. The massive claws reached for Lynch, but veered off course amidst an explosion of electric light, ice, and fire, drawing an arc in front of the mage without even touching the hem of his robe. The dragon chuckled, "How long can such a ridiculous thing protect you? Human, kneel, then plead for my forgiveness. That way, when my claws pierce through your chest and stab your heart, it will be quicker and reduce some of the torment you deserve."
"Is that so?" Lightning shone from Lynch's fingertips, so bright that even the Black Dragon couldn't look directly at it. It swiftly retracted its body, trying to minimize the chances of being hit, but the intense pain from its wings still came through.
