I regressed and became the Sword Ice King

'What did he say? Resonance?'

Sophie thought as she watched the sudden surge of energy exude out of his body.

'How is this possible?'

She wondered when his gaze caught her off from her thoughts.

A grin was plastered on his face, his flowing white hair dancing with the wind caused by the flow of his aura and his peerless pale white eyes grabbing her attention.

She felt a pang in her chest, an unexplainable sensation that made her heart beat over twice, yet lingered without pain.

"Shall we?"

She whipped her gaze away, turning to the Dragon instead.

"We shall."

With a sudden explosion of sound, Sophie launched herself into the air, the Dragon tracing her movement with its eyes as she hovered over its mighty figure.

Her Spiked Mace and scythe spun with such speed that it appeared as a blur, her focus fully landing on the Dragon as she threw the mace at its snout.

The Dragon shifted its face to the side, dodging the mace as it landed on the rubble of a Volcano.

Its walls had fallen, and its size was half of what it once was, the Dragon taking most of its width with its body.

It stretched its head forward and bit into her chain, tugging it with a simple nudge of its head.

Sophie yelped in surprise as she was pulled forward in the blink of an eye, the Dragon suddenly widening its maw as a blast of flames prepared to roast her alive.

'Now is a good time, Raph!'

A loud grunt pierced the air as an explosion of light caught the Dragon's attention by the corner of its eyes.

Its mistake of focusing on one of them at a time was made prevalent with their fighting style. Both had made themselves a threat to its wellbeing, and each deserved its full attention, yet it was constantly divided time and time again.

It was with that short moment of respite that Raph had used to get to its left front leg, its sword slammed against its hardened skin.

'Tough as a nut.'

He thought as a blast of aura exploded from the back of the blade, pushing its edge into its legs.

It groaned in protest and aimed the blast of flames at Raph instead, only for Sophie to smash right into its snout. The force sent a vibration of shock and explosion of sound that pushed its head to the side causing the blast of flames to miss its target by a Longshot.

Raph groaned, a cold hue exuding from his being as he said.

"Chapter 10! Bottomless Surge! Absolute Zero!"

Aura spilt out of his body in large amounts as five dragon heads formed around the blade, pushing it further within.

A beam of blue light exuded from the collision, an eruption of sound and energy occurring as gravity pushed the Dragon towards the ground.

It pushed the blade further while an impenetrable cold spread through its limbs, growing like cancer across the hardened scales.

He groaned still, his sword suddenly slicing through the Dragon's limb like butter, a wave of energy spreading out and colliding with structures in its path.

It left a trail of brisk ice, breaking apart with a simple touch of the wind. Falling apart into a dust of ice.

The Dragon cried out in protest, its body suddenly tipping over as it lost contact with the rubble of rocks formed from the remains of the Volcano.

It slammed against the surface of the rubble, sliding into the Lava while its cries died down in the pool of hot liquid.

Raph panted lightly as he watched the scene unfold before him, Sophie suddenly landing next to him with the same fatigue evident in her expression.

Both glanced at one another, giving each other a nod of approval.

Raph glanced back, his thoughts reeling in.

'Well, I don't expect this to be enough. Lava is practically the best home for Dragon, so I am frightened at what it would do when it comes out.'

After expending much energy, it was time to admit that he wasn't near the level of a Dragon yet.

'If it weren't for Sophie, forget even slicing its limbs off, would I be able to get that close to it?'

His thoughts seemed to be showcased by his expressions as Sophie caught on after glancing at him.

"We have our answers now, at least." She said,

Raph glanced at her, a small smile on his face as he nodded.

That simple motion seemed to spur an effect in her chest, a tightening sensation that seemed far too alien to be comprehensible.

She looked away, shrugging off the feeling when the pool of lava rumbled.

They took a step back, Raph quickly forming a shield of snow and ice around them as a blast of hot lava exploded from the pool.

It slammed against the shield, giving way for wings to spread into the air and a mighty roar to shake the skies.

Raph had grabbed Sophie at the time, waiting out the surge of wind that dared to push them aside as the beast took into the air.

He finally let her go after a few moments, his gaze quickly shifting to the skies as he noticed the Dragon's figure.

Sophie took a few steps back, startled by his action and trying to comprehend the sensation that overwhelmed her at the time.

"Oh shit! Oh shit! Shit!"

Raph cried out, startling her from her thoughts and pulling her attention back to the present.

"It's going for the others!" Raph muttered in annoyance as he whipped his gaze towards her.

She glanced at the skies, confirming it was, in fact, going after the others.

"We won't catch up if we go after it together, so launch me first and then come after me."

She said, her gaze drifting to the others who were still on the Flame Man.

It seemed like they had noticed their predicament as well and Darrell was quickly putting a shield in place.

Without wasting further time, Raph grabbed her by her arm, spun around a few times and with aura enveloped on his arms, swung her into the air.

An eruption of energy occurred as she was launched half the distance between themselves and the Dragon.

When her momentum was beginning to decline, she pressed her knee against her abdomen and swung it back, lunging forward like a missile, straight towards the Dragon.

Raph quickly launched himself after her as soon as she was gone, their goal evident as they headed towards its direction.

'Darrell, quickly set that shield up!' He thought, his gaze landing on the Flame Man and the people on it.

Darrell's grimoire floated next to him while the others took cover behind him.

"Darrell, do whatever you're meant to do now!" Cricken protested as he watched the Dragon close the distance between them in horror.

Death was many things, but death by a Dragon's flames was not one way to die, and he absolutely refused to at the moment.

"Relax, it's not time yet," Darrell said with a wry smile on his face when Javier grabbed onto his shoulder, panic evident in his gaze.

"Are you crazy? What do you mean it's not time yet?"

"It's just as I said. Dragons fire their breath at a specific time and momentum. Just simply stand behind and watch, okay." He replied, his relaxed tone taking them by surprise.

Javier's gaze contorted, his right brow arched while his left furrowed.

'There is something wrong with these people! Who the fuck do they think they are?!'

It was too late to start a time-consuming spell by the time he looked up once again.

The Dragon had covered the necessary distance and was now hovering a few meters away from them, its maw wide open.

A blast of flames shot out in the next second just as Sophie smashed into its underbelly, a shockwave occurring from the collision.

It pushed the Dragon to the side, a sudden outburst of pain spreading through its body, but its flames didn't cease to exude out.

At the same time, Darrell's shield was cast around them, a glowing golden pillar of light exuding from the shield. An image of a female in a golden robe formed around them, holding the pillar of light like a staff, her mouth glowing golden with ethereal energy.

The blast of flames struck the pillar of light, its fiery energy absorbed quickly by the tall pole. The flames passed through the pole, reaching the lady and emitted out of her mouth within a second, blasting back at the Dragon in a golden, crimson, fiery light.

The golden flames blasted at the Dragon, pushing it back as a stifled roar escaped its maw.

It wasn't one of protest or rage, but one of genuine pain as its crimson scales burned from the golden flames.

Darrell watched in silence while the others were left in shock, some even having their mouth hanging open at the sight.

A smirk grew from the corner of his lips as Raph and Sophie landed at his sides, a subtle force spreading across the Flame Man's body due to the impact.

He said silently.

"Spirit Elf Magic; Chapter 102; Gaia's Rebellion."