Ignis shot ahead, her crimson wings slicing through the clouds, flames licking from the corners of her jaws. Below them, a small patrol of wyverns banked sharply, trying to escape the sudden appearance of two dragons.
"No running!" Ignis roared, diving after them.
Her mouth opened wide, and a torrent of fire erupted from her throat, streaming toward the scattering wyverns. The creatures twisted and dove, evading the blaze with desperate agility.
"Hahaha! This is fun!" Ignis laughed, her voice booming across the sky.
Adam flew behind her, his massive serpentine form undulating with each powerful wingbeat. His mental voice brushed against Ignis's mind, dry and amused.
'You're not going to hit anything aiming like that. Here, let me show you how it's done.'
