"Mere dog?"
Zell tilted his head so fast his neck cracked as his body shuddered, seething with rage; a black flame surged from his flesh, enveloping Zell's boy like a fearsome devil with only his iridescent crimson eyes and blurred wolf helmet visible from the flickering blaze.
'Master?'
Griselda stood a few steps away from him, her green eyes watching her Master; she could feel the intense flames that emanated from his body scorching the area around him; his halberd began to vibrate as the silver dragon on his spear roared before swallowing his black flames before spewing out a thick burst of a crimson blaze.
"Wan!" (Master! Use the flames for cooking the tasty meat!)
The vampires began to feel a slight threat coating their bodies with a layer of blood to protect them from the intense heat of his red flames.
'Fuck, this bastard's flames are too powerful! Let's have these idiots die for me!' (Bald Vampire)
