The roaring thunder-light smashed down onto the scales on Midir's head, already battered by multiple attacks. That spot exploded on the spot, patch after patch of scales shattered, and an unnaturally viscous blood came streaming out.
Leon immediately bolted far away. Just as he expected, Midir once again went completely berserk, savagely biting at the place where Leon had just been standing.
But his eyes lit up at this moment. He stared at the shattered scales on Midir's head the way Sekiro stares at that little red dot on an enemy's back.
The scales are broken—Midir's entered the execution range.
He'd just barely gotten a feel for some of Midir's attack patterns… no, truth be told, with Midir already abyss-corrupted to the point of being brain-dead, there's no such thing as a real pattern to its attacks. Leon had just picked out a few moves that showed up more often.
One is a frenzied claw swipe, one is a pouncing bite, and then there's the classic Dragon Car.
