Raptur looked back, seeing the massive black dragon glaring down at him with rage burning in its eyes. With Amaterasu ahead of him and Arad behind him, all his paths had been blocked. His life wasn't short, but he did spend the past few centuries chained down by Cronos. So this is why that loathsome Titan decided it was time to rest.
Cronos must've felt the bastard coming and left everything to him. He can fight to the bitter end, but those two are immune to all of his magic.
Arad is one massive problem, and Raptur isn't sure if Amaterasu even has emotions for him to manipulate.
He sighed, "Fine, you won't take me down before I maim at least one of you." His wounds healed and his blood boiled, ready to face his death and fight to the end.
VON! Suddenly, something strange happened. A tiny humanoid landed on Raptur's shoulder. He was pale with burning green eyes, and his body crackled with spatial magic.
