[How c-can you use my a-authority?!]
Jasmine was beyond speechless.
"Trade secret," Gray replied coldly.
His grip tightened around the rapier as he looked a the Drake in front of him.
The ground beneath the Drake twisted and cracked as if dreading what was about to happen.
"..With the authority of destruction, I won't even need to use my sword art," Gray muttered absent-mindedly.
"ROAAAAAAARRRRRR!"
The Drake stomped forward, his eyes burning with fury.
It inhaled, throat swelling, fire collecting with a violent hiss.
Gray stepped lightly to the side, one foot sliding over broken stone, maintaining a steady posture.
And finally, the beast unleashed its flames.
BWOOOOSH—!!
Heat rushed over him, distorting the air.
Gray spun behind the plume in a swift pivot, the tip of his rapier slipping through the edges of fire as if guided by instinct alone.
A single thrust stabbed through Drake's hind leg as he passed.
Splat!
The leg dissipated into ashes.
