The Crimsonflame Sky Drakon's furious flames ignited the air as it spread its massive wings, its serpentine eyes darting between Shen Li and Zhou Cui.
The frost clinging to its wing cracked and splintered, releasing faint wisps of vapor.
Despite the creeping chill that lingered in the air, the beast's flaming aura surged with renewed intensity, its pride as a demonic beast of high exalt refusing to let it retreat without a final, terrifying display of power.
"You may wield ice," the Drakon snarled proudly, its voice echoing in their minds like a rolling inferno, "but your frost is nothing compared to my flames!"
With a deafening roar, it lunged toward Shen Li, its talons ablaze. The beast's sudden speed was startling, its movements a blur of fiery wrath aimed to overwhelm her by surprise.
The air around it shimmered with heat, the ground beneath its claws scorching black as it closed the distance in an instant.