The clouds of smoke and lightning spun. Powerful winds rose up, rotating in tornadoes of fire and lightning.
The small glowing angels, looking like winged knights with nothing but light between the gaps of their silver and white armor, desperately flapped their wings as the winds trashed with them as if they were just some ragdolls.
The black and golden dragon hovered in the sky, his armor reflecting the light show around him. His horns shone as magic runes spun around them, forming massive spell circles in the clouds above him.
[+340 XP]
[+310 XP]
[+420 XP]
…
Ding!
// New mission:
Objective: Defeat or escape from the twin bosses: The Angelic Wyrm Rider; Close the heaven gate
Reward: ???
//
His cursed heart in his scaly chest leaked a cold aura, with every angel torn apart by the lightning or burned to cinders by the fire.
He felt the cinders of vengeance within his cursed, black heart rekindle and burn brighter than ever before.
