"Noirelle, don't be reckless!" Argenis tried to stop her from doing anything that could sow more hatred in the world.
"Move away," she warned him, her eyes blazing like the erupted volcano.
"You need to come back to your senses, or you might regret this!" The magician raised his defence, prepared for any attack.
"They killed my children, I'm not letting any of them leave this place alive!" She roared and swung her sword.
Argenis was ready to take her strike head-on, but when the magical beasts arrived and found their master in danger, they rushed in front to protect him. He had no choice but to pull back, shielding the young ones from any harm.
Noirelle spread out her wings again and charged towards the humans who were drunk on their little victories. As they saw the black dragon in her morphed form approaching them, they raised their weapons again, thinking they could withstand the god's power.
