In The Dungeon

The moment the tremors began, Erend and Eccar didn't even speak. Their gazes locked for the briefest second, then instinct took over because they already knew what they must do.

Magic erupted like a detonation in the middle of the desert.

A surge of white-blue light burst outward from Erend's body as spirals of water crashed around him and violently flinging sand in all directions.

The temperature around him dropped sharply. The blistering heat immediately replaced by a cool oppressive moisture. Steam hissed against the hot sand as the ground cracked beneath the pressure of transformation.

In the next heartbeat, the full form of the Water Dragon stood tall. His sleek, scale-armored body shimmering like liquid crystal under the desert sun. His eyes gleamed with blue clarity. His claws etched with glowing blue veins and his wings folded like waves of water that keep moving like they were still in the river.

Beside him, a quake thundered.