Magic 16 Volume 8

Then I'll draw out bloodthirst from that stony face first."

She poured more magic power into the Dragon Breath flame enveloping her blade.

"Haaaaa!"

The crimson flame swelled and rampaged as its temperature and brightness soared. Remembering having seen this before, Touka gasped.

"That's… during the training camp…!"

It was the windup for the long-distance shot Stella had used during their mock battle, the Noble Art Dragon Fang. But while the motion was the same, the intensity of heat from the sword was incomparable. And this was because Stella intended to shoot Dragon Fang seven times in unison, each holding destructive power that Raikiri could barely intercept!

"Scatter and devour! Satan Fang─!"

Immediately, seven missiles─no seven dragon heads flew from Lævateinn. Their maws filled with molten teeth approached Ouma from many angles to bite him.