Chapter 128. Dragon Knight’s Final Stand

Eryndor’s POV

My master and Zephyr continued their fierce duel, trading blow after blow with unrelenting ferocity. Zephyr had already shifted the bulk of his limbs—both arms, both legs, and even his tail—into his Lycan form, each muscle rippling with power; yet his chest and head remained stubbornly human.

In stark contrast, my master had fully activated his signature Dragon Knight skill, a rare ability granted solely to him. The sheer density of his magical energy shimmered around his body, forming glistening, scale-like armor that enhanced his strength, bolstered his defenses, and quickened his reflexes. But this power came at a steep price: it drained a tremendous amount of stamina, testing the limits of any wielder’s endurance.

My master was not a young man, and his body was clearly straining under the tremendous toll. His heart pounded as if trying to escape his chest, and blood coursed through his veins like molten iron. Still, a faint, defiant smile