Taog crept towards the sound of trees crashing and the drake roaring. The drake finally paused, having lost sight of its foe, and was sniffing the air. Taog smirked, and took a deep breath.

“I’m over here, you overgrown lizard!”

The drake turned its head towards him and growled. It charged through the forest once more. Taog shaped his mana as before, the formal skills now supporting his efforts. A Dark Blade formed in his hand.

The drake was even slower than before, having to knock over trees along the way. It was a simple matter for Taog to step to the side and swing his blade across the drake’s flank.

The spell Dark Blade is now level 6!