Under the burning holy light, darkness erupted, shrouding the nearby clouds in an inky blackness. Vesuvius flapped his colossal wings, each beat sending out gravitational shockwaves that tore through the heavens, knocking down countless lesser angels like leaves in a storm.
With a roar, Vesuvius ignited, his purplish solar flames intertwining with the demonic dragon's bright red fire. The sky itself seemed to burn, consuming the heavens in a fiery inferno.
The white buildings melted, the white clouds dissipated, and the white light diminished under the purple and crimson hue.
'Two dragon kings fighting in a single battle—that has never happened before.' Vesuvius couldn't help but want to fight with all his might, unwilling to show less power than the demonic dragon.
