The Spire.

[DragonMasterX]

As the bladed weapon approached the revolving apparition of Kohryu, however, it suddenly was stopped in its tracks as if some sort of invisible hand had gripped its handle in air. All of a sudden there was a quick flash and the sword turned grey from top to bottom, promptly breaking off into dust that crumbled on the floor.

Mar was too busy shaking Dorothy, who wasn't even unconscious, in an attempt to get her to come back to pay attention to brawling, "Dot! Dot! Wake up, damnit! What's he done to you?!" he shouted to his emotionless sister, getting no kind of reaction back. "Nera! What the heck are we supposed to do?! She's not coming to!"

The twisting sprite of the sacred beast was now moving way too fast to catch up with and the levitating Ryoji would be impossible to be seen within the spherical motion, the sound of the fast revolutions the golden dragon was doing was so loud his incantations could not be heard anymore. But something was indeed happening, the demonic spirits left behind inside the tower weren't coming out now, and the storm was now becoming incontrollably wild, small gusts of wind turning into streaming tornados that began razing the island's surroundings.