[Third Person POV]
Emma and Chris sprang into action, their plan forming a clear path forward. They exited the safety of the clearing, ready to face the drake once more. Emma's golden hair billowed behind her as she channelled her light magic, while Chris summoned the power of wind, his fiery sword at the ready.
The drake, sensing their renewed determination, let out a thunderous roar, its wings flapping with increasing intensity. It dove toward them, jaws agape, ready to strike. But Emma and Chris were prepared.
Chris unleashed a powerful gust of wind, creating a whirlwind that engulfed the drake. The force of the wind disrupted its flight, causing it to falter and lose control. It struggled to maintain its balance, desperately flapping its wings in an attempt to stabilise itself.
