ROARRR!!!!
A massive roar suddenly echoed from above the beast as Ragnar flew in from the side, and from its back, Jason watched the kneeling beast with a predatory look in his eyes! Jason held the [Death's Mirage] in one hand with a grip that was so tight that his knuckles were white! And the moment Ragnar was close enough to the beast, Jason leapt off its back and plummeted down towards it! Jason felt the cold winds slam into his face, and he ignored the biting cold as he gripped his sword with both hands and pulled back for a downward stab while pouring more than a million units of pure mana into the sword! The Death's Mirage glowed with the bright purple light of death itself as it grew into a massive blade of pure mana, and Jason let out a deep roar as he thrust the sword down into the Beast!
STAB!
