A menacing ray of black icy fire surged forth from the dragon's gaping maw, its sinister tendrils reaching out and wrapping around everything in its path. The flames, as black as the depths of the abyss, flickered with an otherworldly glow, casting an eerie light on the ghostly man as he was completely engulfed. The whirlwind of destruction consumed him in a vortex of terror, seemingly erasing him from existence.
As the flames collided with the crackling lightning, the battlefield transformed into a tempestuous maelstrom of raw energy. The air crackled with an electric charge, tinged with the scent of burning ozone. The deafening roars of the flames mingled with the thunderous crackles of the lightning, creating a symphony of destruction that echoed through the souls of those who bore witness to the chaos.
