Vanguard
"Indeed, pathetic." He replied calmly as he spun mid air, avoiding the charge by a hair's breath while delivering a savage electrical kick to the dragon's eye. Impressive, and quite rapid. But it was all lukewarm.
He had seen such power so many times it bored him. A lukewarm ability of a lukewarm man raised in a lukewarm world. A jester had indeed been lacking ever since he gouged that demon's heart. Perhaps its next trick would be to splash them with water.
The blast was monstrous, a clash not only of might but of energies. As mighty as the dragon was, even a giant would be sent staggering back with such a precise blow devoid of pity.
And landing gracefully, the warrior just stood there, as calm as a lake yet as violent as a viper.