Ivan sprinted at the nearest group of knights, his sword blazing with hellfire as he closed the distance. The heat radiated from the blade, making the very air shimmer with its intensity.
"Mere child's play!"
He shouted, his voice a roar of defiance as he swung his sword down, cleaving through the front line of knights. Their armor split with a sharp metallic screech, crumpling like dry wheat under the sheer temperature of the hellfire. Sparks flew, and the ground seemed to sizzle where the heat touched it.
Before he could catch his breath, a spear shot through the air, aimed directly at his head. Ivan ducked low, his body twisting like a coiled spring.
He gripped his sword tighter, eyes narrowing as he faced the direction the attack came from. His mouth parted, releasing a steady stream of hot steam, his chest heaving with the surge of power.
"Dragon's Breath!"
