His dragon's angel

Xaddrin flew into the forest, with the building power of the shards, his heart was beating loudly in his chest. He was panicking. 

Prince Zhakhil was out there somewhere defenseless against the danger that loomed over the island. He had never seen anything like what he was witnessing right before his eyes. 

It was an alarming situation. The prince was his main concern, he just couldn't bring himself to worry about him. It was his fault that the prince was out there, to begin with, his body was shaking so much. 

He caught sight of the prince, some parts of him calmed down a little after seeing him. He landed on the ground taking his human form. The ambiance around was breaking him apart. 

His eyes lit up at the realisation that whatever was causing the shards in the sky was right there with them. His heart fell, Zhakhil was there.