Bab 355: The Battle Against Tiamat (4) Second Phase

The battlefield seemed to quieten for a heartbeat. The cacophony of chaos, monstrous roars, and clashing metal diminished for just a fraction of a second, as if the universe held its breath. But I knew better than to let that silence deceive me. It was the calm before another storm. And there, amidst the destruction, Lyan and I were about to try something that most would deem impossible: bringing down Tiamat.

My eyes traced the massive form of Tiamat—her colossal wings spread wide, each exuding a different form of chaos. I scanned her, taking in every detail, every weakness, and every possible point of attack. It was clear; attacking her directly was a waste. Her body was massive, impervious. We needed to be more strategic.

"Lyan," I called, my voice cutting through the din. He looked at me, his purple-tinged eyes narrowing. "Forget her body. We target her weak points—the eyes, and the base of her wings. If we can cripple her summoning, she's done."