A distortion of the natural System was birthed from the unequivocal emotion surging through the young Dragonheart, encasing him inside a newly-formed body, enveloping him in a four-meter beast of destruction itself: a wingless dragon of black scales and a slim form, somewhat humanoid in shape.
What was born in that valley was a disaster in itself; an unnatural existence of destruction, sorrowful and anguished, whipping its black tail around with enough force to cause the surrounding land to tremble.
This was the monstrous side of the Dragonheart; an unrestrained force of nature.
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"...It worked, just as planned," Amon laughed before coughing out blood.
Unbeknownst to the berserk Dragonheart was the reality that was veiled to him before as Amon snapped his fingers, disabling the dark magic he had employed.
A false illusion of reality was set, triggered while Amon was initially restrained by the water bindings the young mage had deployed.
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