The spinning vortexes of wind and dust moved through the grey wasteland, everything in their way lifting from the ground and getting sucked into them.
Bright golden lights showered the wasteland underneath them in a golden glow as the six orbs hit the dragon and exploded in a blindingly bright explosion. The shockwaves passed through the surroundings, sending waves through the clouds like a stone thrown into a lake.
The dragon flapped his wings, cracks spreading through the surface of his armour, the purple magma leaking out and closing them almost immediately. His eyes were blazing in the golden flames as he directed the tornadoes.
The rotating pillars of wind moved forwards, the wind loudly howling.
The huge building-sized drakes were flapping their wings woven of shadows and dust, their golden glowing teeth glinting in their gaping mouths.
