As James streaked toward Zarathros, his body a luminous force of pure dragon energy, a furious storm of power erupted around them. The dark clouds overhead spiraled, twisting into a vortex that crackled with bolts of red lightning, the sky seeming to mirror the intensity of the clash. Zarathros bared his teeth in a wicked grin, his colossal, demonic form unfazed as he braced himself to counter James's attack.
With a flick of his monstrous wings, Zarathros surged upward, meeting James head-on. The two forces collided mid-air, an explosion of blue and black energy spreading like wildfire, lighting up the heavens and sending shockwaves across the battlefield below. Soldiers from both sides paused, eyes wide in awe and terror, as the battle between dragon and Dragonborn unfolded in the sky above.
