The Spire.

[DragonMasterX]

Ryoji smiled to F'Nerah, "An attempt to be called worthy of you, Lady F'Nerah," he cunningly said, shifting his right arm up and snapping his fingers. The granite returned, and it wasn't the rock projectiles from someplace else, the eliminated pieces the dragoness had managed to destroy were now back in place, covering both Katt and Nero into rigid, lifeless stone statues.

"Crap!" Mar shook in place, tightening his grip on his sister as he watched F'Nerah's efforts being simply dwindled, "She's supposed to be the most worthy dragon for that beast's protection after Uzumaki... What's going on?!" he cursed, wanting to join the fight, but the will to protect his twin was far stronger at the moment.

As the ice wall enveloped Ryoji, silence took over the scene. Part of the golden dragon's massive wings were still able to be seen, and they twitched from within their frozen confines. The ice didn't melt, but Ryoji suddenly began walking forwards as if the icy prison was nothing but an illusion, the empowered villain's satisfied smirk couldn't have been bigger. He held his right arm up, palm outwards, and the ice began to shatter and crumble, its dust flying towards anc conglomerating into a big sphere in Ryoji's claw. He wickedly smiled to Ereth, "High Level Elemental Magic, yes?" was his sole phrase, before his claw crunched, the ball of magic dissipating, at the same time sending an invisible crushing force towards the blue-haired dragon aimed to completely disable his mana.