The entire arena was now immersed in an almost religious silence, anticipating what was to come in this extraordinary battle. Akane, standing with sword in hand, stared intently at Belgaroth, her gaze burning with icy determination. Belgaroth stood perfectly still, calmly observing his opponent with regal, almost arrogant confidence.
Then, suddenly, a slow, sinister smile played across the dragon's lips.
- You've proved your worth, Akane," he declared slowly, in a deep, menacing voice. But are you ready to face the true power of a dragon?
No sooner had these words been uttered than a burning aura of fiery energy suddenly surrounded Belgaroth. The ground beneath his feet crackled with the intense heat radiating from him. Then, in an impressive and majestic movement, the dragon metamorphosed.
