Erend soared through the sky, the cool wind rushing past his face as he approached the vortex that now reduced to a mere five meters in diameter. The swirling mass of black and red seemed weaker but no less ominous.
Occasional black lightning shot out and arcing toward him like serpents. He tensed and ready to defend himself, but the bolts were already diminished in strength so it bounced harmlessly off his Dragon Scales, leaving not even a scorch marks.
As he hovered near the vortex Erend stared at the swirling darkness. His eyes narrowed in thought.
"What now?" he wondered. "Should I just go in?"
The idea of diving headfirst into the unknown was reckless even for him. But hesitation wouldn't help. They had precious little time and he knew every second they waited the threat of the Great Calamity grew.
