Bab 108: VS. Subterranean TerraWyrm

With the amount of PC I pumped into the command, the Wyrm was utterly helpless to fight against me, and as I watched its head snap toward the ceiling, I couldn't help but smirk while imagining it being kicked in the jaw by my brother's superior strength.

In the heat of the moment, I pushed down that thought and burst into action with my eyes scanning the length of its girthy throat for my prime target.

Crossing the few feet of distance between us in less time than it took to take a breath, my eyes trained in on a singular chink in its armor, the one and only mythical inverted scale, and the weakness of every species with Draconic blood running through their veins.

'Reverse scale located, let's do this, Augmentation full strength,' the moment I thought the activation command for my Skill, my leg muscles bulged slightly as power surged through them, giving me the necessary energy required for my ideal scenario.