Nyx stepped out of the cavern, the cold wind brushing against her face as she emerged into the open air.
As she looked out across the landscape, her gaze fell upon a scene of chaos and destruction. Dragons of all sizes lay dead or dying, their massive forms littering the battlefield. Lilith and Iris were in the midst of a brutal onslaught, their combined strength tearing through the dragon horde with ruthless efficiency.
Lilith's dark energy lashed out like a whip, slicing through scales and bone as if they were paper. She moved with a savage grace, her arm swinging with brutal precision as she cut down any dragon that dared approach. There was a fierce, wild joy in her eyes as she fought, a grin spreading across her face with each kill.
