The dragon raised its giant feet and stomped down on Zich and his companions. 

Booom! 

The sheer power and speed that came from the dragon’s mass alone and the hard scales that were surrounding all of its body could crush a sturdy building if the dragon so much as stomped its feet. Fortunately, Zich and his companions quickly evaded the attacks and tried to dive into the dragon’s weak spots. 

Yet, the dragon was more powerful than they expected.

The dragon rotated its body like flowing water, and instead of slamming its tail down like last time, it whipped its tail horizontally along the ground toward Zich’s party. 

Whoosh! 

Just the sound of the wind blowing showed the mighty force behind the movement.

“Hmph!” Til took a wide stance, planting his feet onto the ground. Then, he raised his sword. He couldn’t continue running away. Even if their opponent was a dragon, they couldn’t win if they didn’t attack. Furthermore, Til was confident. Although he didn’t have any sophisticated techniques, he didn’t lag behind anyone else in strength. The dragon’s attack was also a simple, heavy thrust with its weight behind it, and the Saintess could heal his injuries even if he was severely wounded. Thus, Til prepared to take on the insane...