The dragon's chest puffed up as it prepared to attack again, icy energy swirling around its core, growing brighter and more intense.
Simultaneously, Chiron raised his uninjured hand, flames dancing along his fingers, and pointed it at the Ice Dragon. "I'll show you what it means to cross a Dragon Master."
The air around Chiron shimmered with heat as the flames grew more intense, fueled by his incredible spiritual energy. This energy was a deep, vast well, almost as profound as that of a dragon's—an inheritance the Blood Dragon had given his ancestor.
Chiron channeled a massive amount of his spiritual energy into his attack. Flames coalesced into a dense, pulsating fireball, crackling with raw power.
