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The fight had seemingly gone the adventurers' way, with the arrogant young dragon reeling from the combined might of the veteran adventurer, the alchemist, the martial artist, and the geomancer. The creature, raging as it was, had now reached its limit. Soon, with a final push from its adversaries, it will likely fall. One can wonder, had it came to regret its decision? Perhaps its very youth, for a dragon, had indeed been the source of its folly and forthcoming doom. Still, it was not yet dead, and was still capable of great damage if the party of adventurers doesn't finish it quickly.

Outwardly, Anki stood as solidly as she had before casting all her spells to support her party members. Petite yet unmoving, an automaton weighting a hundred kilogram, holding her trusty magic scepter. In reality, however, the process of preparing, reserving, and then unleashing three spells in quick succession had seriously strained Anki's ability to process the mana she absorbed from the environment in addition to exhausting the immediately available mana supply itself. In short, she wouldn't be able to cast any more spells aside from perhaps very basic low level ones for a while and she knew beforehand that this will happen. At the same time, the defenses she put up to protect herself and the party had nearly fully collapsed now. Yet it didn't bother or worry her how vulnerable she had let herself became; after all, she knew her role within this party. She believed the others will be more than capable to take to the offensive and take down the dragon once and for all.

[color=DEB887]"Alas, I will not be able to cast any meaningful spells myself for a while, Ms. Srikandi... But I am still able to provide aid."[/color] Anki picked up a sizable rock from the ground, grasping it in her left hand. She then turned her gaze towards Catherine, Fei, and Dumas. [color=DEB887]"Aside from my magic, I still possessed a rather significant amount of strength to do a certain thing... I will provide a distraction. May it help grant the rest of you an easier chance to land your attacks."[/color] Her left arm then rotated to the back in a doll-like manner. She suddenly briefly stopped however, as if she remembered something that needed addressing. Her head rotated sharply, her eyes looking specifically at Dumas. [color=DEB887]"Please forgive the current lack of introductions, good stranger. Rest assured, it shall be forthcoming as soon as the current matter had been settled."[/color] And with that, she turned her gaze back to the dragon while simultaneously rotating her left arm forward. The skull-sized rock flew through the air at high speed, propelled by the great mechanical strength used to throw it, heading straight for the dragon's left eye.

The Coup de Grâce, then, was in the hands of the alchemist, the martial artist, and the fey newcomer to deliver.

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