The stronger the creature was the more valuable every part of it, from blood to fangs or claws, so every one of Birit's scales was a real treasure. Sven, destroyed them one by one, his sword easily destroying scales that could be used to make truly impenetrable armor for those below God Stage.

Birit withstood all these attacks, for despite Sven's pressure, he had yet to reach Birit's flesh.

"Your energy is actually incredibly pure... After all, these weapons consist entirely of it... However, you may be superior to me in quality, but what about quantity?" Birit muttered as he opened his mouth wide.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Space trembled as a massive magical circle appeared in front of him and his entire body was covered in purple flame.

Sven's pupils narrowed as he abruptly jumped back and stood in a fighting stance.

"Even though you have such a powerful body you still use magic. That sounds like a real shame to me." Sven said arrogantly as a stream of white energy appeared behind him, transforming into hundreds of thin strands.

"Heh, cut the crap. I'm sure you know that when Dragons use their Full Form, their energy increases manifold. Physical power is only a small bonus." Birit smirked before flapping his massive wings.

The magical circle glowed brightly, and hundreds of skulls began to fly out of it, followed by a plume of purple flame.

The threads pierced the skulls with ease, which brought a slight smile to Sven's face, but the next moment his face grew serious.

"Damn... I didn't see that coming..." Sven muttered, looking at the stream of flames that burst out of the skulls and headed towards him like a tsunami.

Whooooooooooooosh.

Sven swung his mantle, creating a barrier of pure white energy in front of him, but the skulls were unstoppable. They dropped like bombs on the barrier and exploded, creating holes in it. There was no way the threads could help Sven since they were already all burned up from the fire.

"Hahaha, decided to defend yourself? I thought the great Sven Hellem would only attack, how unexpected!" Birit excitedly exclaimed as the fire on his body began to gradually diminish, turning into dense armor of massive amounts of energy.

"Let's see how you can handle it!" Birit swung his paw, showering Sven with a multitude of energy blades.

Sven flinched as he realized he wouldn't be able to block such a powerful attack, defense was not his strong suit.

Booooooooooom.

Stepping closer to the barrier, all blades simultaneously exploded as well as skulls, completely covering everything in a fire, then Birit immediately attacked, launching a dense beam of energy at the same point.

"Damn... I'm not sure even I could withstand such a powerful attack without damage... Do you think Sven will come up with something?" Osvald asked as he turned to Marlis.

Marlis frowned, "I don't know... He had too little time to react, though he definitely could have thought it through beforehand, but he didn't."

Osvald tilted his head in confusion, he couldn't understand what Sven or Marlis was thinking at all.

"Pffffff, in that case, maybe Sven just wants to enjoy the fight." Osvald snorted with a shrug.

"Hah, what the hell are you talking about? Do you think Sven is like you? I'm sure he has some cunning plan that even I didn't think of!" Marlis exclaimed proudly as she put her hands to her sides.historical

Wain watched the fight closely, and he too was slightly puzzled as his experience and senses were enough to know that even he would have been hurt after such an attack.

'How interesting... I guess I'm slowly beginning to understand who Sven is...' Wain inwardly muttered with a thoughtful look rubbing his chin.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

As the flames weakened, they began to fade, revealing Sven's silhouette. The tips of his blond hair were covered in blood while crimson drops trickled from his many wounds, it seemed that Sven had taken all the damage and didn't even try to defend himself.

"Agh... What the hell is this...?" Marlis's eyes went wide as she muttered in disbelief.

"Well... Looks like Sven was even crazier than I was..." Osvald said, rubbing his cheek in confusion.

Birit was also shocked, so much so that he just stared at Sven, waiting for his next move.

The only one who wasn't surprised was Wain. He had a wide grin on his face as he knew what Sven was doing it for.

'Looks like Osvald was right this time, and all Marlis's theories were shattered against the harsh wall of reality and illogic.

"Agh... I'd already completely forgotten that feeling..." Sven whispered looking at his bloodied hand, "Hot blood and great battle... That's what lies ahead of me, but part of it I want to feel now."

Even though Sven wasn't a vampire, he still brought his fingers to his mouth and swallowed a few drops. Then, deep in his gaze, something changed; he looked as if he had awakened from a long sleep almost comparable to death.

Birit grew wary. He didn't understand exactly what was going on, but all his instincts said that now Sven had to show him all his power.

"Fuck... I want more... but I'll have to wait until the war starts, and maybe someday I'll fully feel what full freedom feels like..." Sven muttered with a slightly sad look as the sword in his hand disintegrated into small pieces.

"Marlis... Create a protective barrier for us..." Osvald said with a gulp.

Marlis wanted to make fun of him, but when she saw his frightened face, she quickly did as he said. Unlike Osvald, her instincts were not as highly developed.

Several magical circles appeared in front of them, which could absorb even the most powerful attack of the Birit.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

At the same moment, space trembled, and all of Sven's energy turned into millions of threads. They all began to coalesce into one oddly shaped sword, it was very long but also thin and completely without a hilt, like a rapier or even more like a needle.