Logan felt the sweat pooling against his back, his body tense as he narrowly avoided yet another stream of fire. The hydra was only warming up, its attacks growing more intense with each passing second. He grinned despite the pressure, his mind racing with various strategies.
Once tamed, the long lived beast's would no doubt evolve at least twice—he could only imagine how many levels it would evolve, and the thought excited him even more.
He activated Celestial Veil, Silvia's shield spell, before channeling Aetherial Cataclysm. The shield would absorb mana from incoming attacks, replenishing the reserves he had already lost, while his grand-scale spell, infused with darkness, targeted the hydra's greatest weakness—its reliance on its seven heads and fourteen eyes to track prey.
The moment he committed to the attack, he felt the strain of his magic—nearly half of his mana drained to fuel the spell. The hydra, sensing the immense power gathering, reacted before he could complete it.
