The Legendary System

Playing Master's Role

Draven zapped in front of a tree with a coal-black trunk, branching out white leaves. Like a mosquito, he attached his fangs on the bark. A humansized root swished through the air and smacked him away. Draven flipped, teleported backwards. He landed on his four limbs. "So, plants that are fully demonised can attack unlike the new-borns"

"Let's see how strong you are?"

Almost understanding the Salamander's words, the ends of its roots rose off the ground and stabbed him. While dodging, Draven thought 'Hmm, it seems to be a challenge to dodge with this stiff body!'

He teleported out of the range, the roots stretched and increased their range.

Veins popped at the side of his scaly head, he grunted "Now, it's my turn" Trying to replicate his original move, the pheonix's orbit.

A dome of fire surrounded his body, bright cyan fire shielding him from the roots. Burning as bright as a new-born star; roots started crumbling into dust. At the speed of sound,