The First Dragon God-Chapter 107: Fiona Begins Her Evolution

Fiona’s breaths came in ragged bursts, with her vision swimming as she struggled to stay up on her feet.

The battlefield was a graveyard of broken bodies and shattered bones, and yet despite the carnage she had caused, the fight was far from over.

Her silver fur that once sleek and pristine, was now drenched in blood with some of it hers, but most of it belonged to the countless creatures she had torn apart in this relentless battle.

Her muscles screamed with every step she took, and every little movement sent sharp jolts of pain through her body.

Deep gashes lined her legs, her shoulders bore deep bite wounds, and her left ear had a fresh tear from where a hound had nearly ripped it off, while trying to bite off her neck.

But despite the injuries, despite the exhaustion, she still stood strong. Even with how she was surrounded.

The enemy forces had thinned out significantly, but what remained were the most dangerous ones.

The massive mutant boar with its thick hide that formed an armor-like plating over its body, snorted thick clouds of hot air from its flared nostrils.

The serpentine beast with its spiny ridges and piercing, calculating eyes, coiled like a noose waiting to strike.

The mutant hounds, snarling as they paced in perfect unison, their eyes gleaming with the hunger of creatures who knew their prey was on the verge of collapse.

Fiona exhaled through her nose, lowering her body into a defensive stance, claws digging deep into the dirt.

Her mind was racing. She knew that she was at her limit and if she tried to take them all on at once, she would fall.

She needed a way out.

From the looks of it, the mutant boar was the biggest threat. It had already taken multiple deep slashes, yet it still stood strong. Every time she tried to wound it, its thick hide absorbed most of the damage.

She knew she needed to take it out first.

Fiona’s ears flicked as she assessed her surroundings. The ruins around her were crumbling, debris littering the battlefield. Large chunks of collapsed buildings, jagged metal rods protruding from the ground.

She could use this.

The boar pawed the ground, its massive hooves cracking the pavement beneath it. It was preparing to charge.

Perfect.

Fiona lowered her stance further, letting her body tremble slightly—an intentional feint, making herself appear weaker than she actually was.

The boar took the bait.

With an enraged snort, it surged forward, its massive bulk shaking the ground as it barreled straight for her.

Fiona held her position, forcing her legs to stay steady even as every instinct screamed at her to move.

Wait. She thought to herself.

The boar closed the distance, tusks gleaming as it aimed for her torso, ready to gore her completely.

Wait.

The moment the beast lunged, Fiona shifted at the last second.

She twisted her body sideways, narrowly avoiding the deadly tusks as the wind pressure from the charge whipped past her.

Instead of retreating, she turned toward the nearest ruined structure—an unstable, half-collapsed building.

The boar, unable to stop its momentum, slammed into the crumbling foundation at full speed.

The impact sent a deafening crack through the air.

The weakened structure couldn’t hold and with a low, earth-shaking groan, the entire section of the building came crashing down.

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The mutant boar let out a shocked grunt before being buried beneath tons of falling debris. It tried to escape but it was too slow.

Dust and rubble exploded into the air, filling the battlefield with a thick, blinding cloud.

Fiona staggered backward, panting hard.

One down.

But there was no time to celebrate.

The moment she turned, the serpentine beast struck. Its long, spiny body lashed toward her with terrifying speed.

She tried to dodge, but her exhaustion slowed her just enough for its tail to slam into her side.

The impact sent her flying, her body crashing against the remains of an overturned vehicle.

White-hot searing pain flared across her ribs.

She barely had time to recover before the creature lunged again, its fanged jaws snapping inches from her throat.

Fiona twisted midair, slashing out with her claws. She caught the beast across the eye, and it let out a shriek, recoiling in pain.

She hit the ground hard, her legs shaking as she forced herself up.

Her lungs burned and her vision swam. She couldn’t take much more of this.

The mutant hounds saw their opportunity.

They closed in, their snarls low and hungry.

Fiona knew if they surrounded her and pinned her, it was over. She had to act now.

Gritting her teeth, she lunged toward the injured serpentine beast. Instead of attacking it, she used it as a weapon.

With a burst of speed she didn’t know she had left, she clamped her jaws around its already-injured neck and twisted.

The creature screeched, thrashing wildly.

Then, with a sudden jerk of her body, Fiona flung the wounded serpent toward the incoming hounds.

The massive body crashed into them, sending them tumbling in a heap of tangled limbs and screeches.

Two of them were crushed instantly under the weight.

The others scrambled to recover, but Fiona didn’t wait as she made her move.

Her claws found the throat of the nearest hound before it could rise.

A swift, precise and powerful bone crushing bite ended its struggle.

Another hound lunged at her side.

Fiona twisted, using the remaining debris as cover.

She feinted left, then sprang right, her claws ripping into its exposed flank before it could react.

The beast let out a strangled cry before collapsing.

Only one remained.

The last hound hesitated, its body tense, uncertain.

Fiona stood before it, her entire body trembling from exertion, her fur matted with blood.

But her golden eyes still burned with fury.

She let out a low, rumbling growl.

A warning.

The hound—injured, winded, and now alone—recognized what the others had failed to see.

It immediately turned and fled, disappearing into the ruins.

The battlefield fell silent.

Fiona remained still, her chest rising and falling in slow, heavy gasps.

She had done it. She had survived but at a significant cost.

Her legs buckled as the moment the adrenaline left her body, the exhaustion hit her all at once.

She collapsed onto the cold, bloodstained ground, barely able to keep her eyes open.

Her body refused to move. She had been fighting from the early hours of the morning and the moon was already high up in the sky.

She wanted to immediately make her way back home to Leo and her pack mates, but she had not even a trickle of stamina left.

Her vision blurred and she felt herself slowly losing consciousness. But just as she closed her eyes, a massive amount of energy erupted from her body, enveloping her.

She had met her evolution requirements, and her evolution into the Evolved Rank had begun.