Above them, the sky shattered again.
Caldra, the Fire Queen, moved with fury unmatched. Her duel with Draenya scorched the clouds themselves.
Draenya bled magma from her mouth, bones lined with molten crust. She laughed with every blow, as though pain was a lover she'd long courted.
Caldra's feathers burned as she struck, her staff spinning in arcs of blistering heat. Each swing left trails of flame in the air, weaving a cage of sunfire.
"You call yourself Ash Drinker," she shouted, "but all you'll taste today is your own dust."
Draenya lunged. Their magic collided midair. The shockwave blew apart three floating battalions caught in its path.
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Elsewhere, Zeron faced Vhorran, the Silence of Skies.
The Keeper of Forbidden Winds floated calmly, surrounded by ribbons of storm. His opponent, tall, blue-skinned, with four crystal wings that hummed in strange tones answered not with words, but with silence that crushed the air itself.
