The Strongest Living Beings

Shub flew across the sky, chased by the ball of destruction named Tiamat. She looked back and growled, "At least aim!"

Sofia flew after Shub in her draconic form, unleashing breaths from all over her head and casting spells from all of her limbs. Even getting close to her seemed impossible. She knew that if she wasted a single moment aiming, Shub would do something to counter.

Shub felt as if she is fighting a kid flailing his arms randomly. Predicting the attacks is impossible, even with her power and speed.

"Fine, just keep blasting until you run out of MP," Shub shouted, running away.

CRACK! A feathery light-blue-white head emerged from Sofia's neck, opening its jaw. It started sucking air in.

Shub looked back, "A wind dragon? It's sucking air to feed the flames and convert that into mana," She smiled, "Are you trying to infinitely generate mana by mixing your heads?"