Hence, though it was unwilling, it's innate pride as a demonic beast of high exalt took the greater chunk of his reasoning. It decided to make a scary display of power that would make its exit not be so intimidating as it shying away from some 'humans'.
The Crimsonflame Sky Drakon's furious flames ignited the air as it spread its massive wings, its serpentine eyes darting between Shen Li and Zhou Cui. The frost clinging to its wing cracked and splintered, releasing faint wisps of vapor.
Despite the creeping chill that lingered in the air, the beast's flaming aura surged with renewed intensity.
"You may wield ice," the Drakon snarled proudly, its voice echoing in their minds like a rolling inferno, "but your frost is nothing compared to my flames!"
With a deafening roar, it lunged toward Shen Li, its talons ablaze. The beast's sudden speed was quite startling, its movements a blur of fiery wrath which aimed to overwhelm her by surprise.
