The battlefield stank of blood and burning Shinrei. Pride's once pristine form dripped crimson, black steam hissing from every wound. His sneer faltered for the first time.
His voice cracked with rage as he bellowed:
"What did you do!!!"
Khael's chest heaved, his body, flickering with storm-fire. His draconic eyes narrowed.
"I used my blood that's inside your body… and made it explode."
A hush fell for the briefest second, even the wind pausing.
Then Pride's face twisted into fury, veins bulging as more of Khael's cursed blood boiled under his skin.
"This little shit!!!" His roar shook the ruins, wings of shadow snapping wide.
Shaia's eyes widened at the sight, then hardened. She swung her staff forward, lightning blazing at its tip.
"This is our opportunity, Drevan, Torvak!!!"
