บท 101: Chapter 32: Won't Submit

Crimson blood rained from the sky, and beautiful black dragon scales shimmered in the purple light flickering from Lancelot's blade. He danced through the skies, each slash cleaving through the air with a ferocious cry before tearing the female dragon's huge body and meaty flesh.

"Little Emperor!" Her voice growled as she swiped downwards, trying to stop his attack with a powerful blow, causing the wind to swirl around her huge claws.

With a rapid turn, Lancelot's chest barely dodged the deadly attack, four thin cuts spreading across his chest as blood oozed from the broken scales.

Lancelot didn't feel pain as his palm released his blade, pushing forward as four purple phantasmal blades blasted towards her.

"Old woman!" He snarled, causing the female to become enraged. Lancelot smirked as his attempt to anger her succeeded.