"Go down and attack the Error Bearer! Leave this dragon to me. I will handle it alone!"
The Soul Transcendent didn't hesitate, recognizing the logic. He turned his attention back toward the grand wall far in the distance below, though he left his undead, purple-hued dragon in the sky to assist Casmir's pursuit.
As the group cleared away, a massive, white-hot beam of energy descended from the clouds above, nearly catching Casmir off guard. He warped his way out of the trajectory easily, his eyes snapping upward.
As it would seem, Ryuga wasn't just fleeing into the stratosphere, he was actually using his superior altitude to launch counterattacks.
The serpentine dragon had turned his bearing back down toward the pursuing forces, belching a continuous stream of white-hot flames packed with enough energy to resemble miniature explosions wrapped into tight, compressed orbs.
Dozens of these glowing orbs filled the sky, falling toward the earth like a storm of collapsing stars.
