The realm of the Dragons

Suddenly, the ground shook and then someone exploded out of the shed launching up into the sky like a rocket. It was a man that looked like me. He flew up using fire as means to fly and then hovered above ground staring at me.

He lifted his hand and launched fire and black flames down at me in a fit of rage. I pushed Iron Fang aside as the flames came down on me.

Black flames tried to consume me but a white and blue hue of flames surrounded my body in a shield. I looked up at the man as he roared at me and then he flew away leaving behind a trail of black flames in the skies.

I lifted a hand waving away the flames from the skies and holstered my revolver in my gun holster.

I looked around and I saw Iron Fang on the ground staring at me crying. I walked toward him holding out my hand. He took my hand and helped him up.

"Was that asshole Marcus Jr?" I asked.