Lu Yun had bounded to his feet as well and was staring fixedly at Dusksnow Morningstar in the middle of the sparring ring.

Dragonrise!

It was the move he’d invented in the chaos. The little fox gaped incredulously at Lu Yun; he frowned without a word. Stooped in a corner, Hua Fengwen suddenly jerked his head up and looked at Morningstar’s stroke.

“I… I am lesser than the meaning behind this stroke.” He shook his head. “The one who invented it is an incredible genius, but I don’t know if they’re an ant either.”

He hadn’t heard the little fox’s words.

Morningstar was using his bow as a sword to project a dragon. Though he was very clumsily deploying Dragonrise, his strength as a half step king brought the full power of the move into play.

The true manifestation of Dragonrise would result in an actual form of a dragon. As it were, the croon of one reverberated around the...