The dragon's massive body, covered in cracked and chipped armour, toppled down from the sky, extreme winds howling around him.
His crystal horns glowed even brighter than before, shining as if he had small stars imbued within them.
The winds around him immediately started to calm down, the loud howling slowly quieting as the dragon flapped his wings, stabilizing himself in the air.
His two eyes scanned around, the golden glow radiation out of them piercing through the clouds like roentgen rays.
There were no signs of the wyrm around him. Even their aura vanished in the shroud of their domain.
To prepare for an attack, Vesuvius opened his mouth with heat radiating out, immediately evaporating all of the snowflakes before him.
Multiple magical square-shaped diagrams started to flare up in his mouth, brightly glowing.
