The dragon high in the sky, surrounded by black clouds crackling with lightning, opened his mouth and let golden light escape through the gaps between his sharp pointed fangs.
The huge, wiggling mass of black was surrounded by a massive vortex of lava, sucking everything into its constantly growing body. It suddenly froze as it felt the immense energy radiate from the dragon's mouth.
Vesuvius felt his pride and ego swell up, bathing in the silent awe of the demon, 'Yes, look at me, look at my power!'
The next moment he released the corium from his glands, his metallic affinity kicking in as pure molten metal, stone, and plutonium rushed up his throat, the glow in his mouth intensifying even more. The divine energy flooding his glands seeped into it, charging and empowering it while giving it a pure golden colour.
