Alphox soared high above the battlefield, Alex gripping tightly to his scaled back as the three dragons encircled them.
Vorrak, the molten dragon, led the charge, his obsidian body glowing with intense heat.
Kaelthor and Zyrran flanked him, the ember and electric dragons weaving through the air like deadly predators.
"They're coming in hard," Alphox growled. His wings tilted as he prepared for evasive maneuvers. "Don't fall off, human."
"Wouldn't dream of it," Alex muttered, already gathering mana for his first attack.
Kaelthor struck first, spewing a stream of molten fire toward them.
Alphox countered with Shadow Flames, a torrent of dark fire that collided midair with the embers.
The two flames clashed violently, dispersing in a shower of sparks and shadows.
"Stay close," Alphox barked as Zyrran surged from the side.
Electricity crackled along the electric dragon's body as he charged his attack.
