A blast of flames shot out like a rocket, a fiery afterglow casting against the darkness of the sky as ignis twisted sharply. Away from the blast.
She screamed, startled as the boys whipped their gazes downwards.
What came next was a flying boulder, a molten, glowing crimson one that pierced through the air. A sharp hiss tracing its movement.
The Dragon spun, dodging it in a blink of an eye, but another came. Then another, and soon, multiple molten boulders projected towards them. Mercilessly. Powerfully.
Ignis screeched as it dodged, flying, shifting in the air as the boulders whooshed past her. Wind and rain startled her speed, gripping tightly at the edges of her wings. Slowing her. Stopping her.
The boulders were molten, hot. Like liquid metal, glowing with a malevolence. A terrifyingly fast one.
They came like flies to garbage. One after the other, blasting past her as she dodged.
Rushing in a determined lane with a determined goal.
Forcing her down.
