Violet flew above the collapsing fort, staring at the main keep where her breath attack had utterly destroyed its structural integrity.
It was quite the satisfying experience being able to so easily destroy what was likely considered a strong defensive structure. She chuckled to herself over the ease upon which her void mana so effortlessly tore through defensive magics.
Then she chuckled again as she watched a swarm of dragons descend on the fort with all the corordination of a pack of wild beasts.
That chuckle however, sent shivers down the spines of those young dragons nearby that could hear it. Over the past few weeks they had been thought by Violet, Luna and Andrea.
Whilst Andrea and Luna seemed to prefer a gentle approach when dealing with the young ones, Violet, well Violet seemed to be a strong believer in tough love.
She would teach the dragons what they needed to survive, yet some of her methods could be considered… creative.
