Fafnir dodged most of the attacks, some again blind sided him, or were impossible to dodge without taking one hit. After all of the earth had gone past, he stood there, a few cuts and bruises on him, and was bleeding from the mouth. He wiped away the blood, and chuckled, "I'm underestimating you? I think its time for me to try." he said as he finished laughing.
He held his head, his muscles began to contract again, more violently than last time, they grew larger, yet more compact. His muscles finally stopped twitching after a while, and there stood Fafnir, still looking like he did with his regular mode, in dragon format and standing there, facing the closer Jayne golem side on. "Perfect Point..."
Perfect point can only be used for a few minutes, any longer and it begins to wreak havoc on his own body, but for the first few minutes, no-one is his equal. Using Perfect point joins all 4 of his specialised forms; Power, Speed, Defence and Magic, all into one special mode. They take the best aspects, and the best attributes, discarding the worst, and he uses them all. In this mode, he is essentially unstoppable. "One attack I said right?" he asked, he already knew the answer, but he still said it. "Better make it a good one then."
He sprung off of his feet, using the agility from speed point, he jumped past the closest golem to the wall, and grabbed it by the head. He then slammed the thing into the wall. The Dragon smiled, then sent a flame wave over the earth monster. The earth caught on fire, and began to crumble. "Not so fast" he laughed before leaping back towards The last remaining golem, swinging the half broken pile and flaming pile of earth at it.