บท 931: Amatirasu, Black Flame Dragon

The two monsters, their fists still smoldering from the scorching heat of Takashi's fiery dragon fist. 

With a casual brush of their singed fists, the monsters taunted Takashi, their voices dripping with contempt. "Is that the best you can offer, human? If so, victory will surely be ours. It couldn't even harm the flesh beneath our skin." one of them spat, a malevolent grin spreading across his grotesque features.

The other monster chimed in, his tone laced with arrogance. "You and your kind are nothing but weak and feeble. We will crush you all."

Takashi, his red hair still exuding hot flames, met their mocking gazes head-on. His eyes fixed on the two, their vibrant crimson color gave the two monster the feeling of danger. With a flicker of amusement in his expression, he retorted, "Well, aren't you two a charming pair? But let me tell you something— I have a lot of flame dragons and the first one I used was the weakest..."