The fiery dragon roared, its incandescent flames licking at the Archdemon's crimson hide. The wind dragon swirled around it, sharp gusts tearing at its leathery wings.
"Is that all you've got, little mage?" the Archdemon bellowed, its voice like grinding stones. It swatted at the wind dragon with a massive claw, the wind dissipating as if it were mere smoke. Then, with a guttural roar, it unleashed a blast of dark energy from its mouth – a 'Shadow Breath' – engulfing the flame dragon. The flames flickered and died, the dragon dissolving into wisps of smoke.
Alaric, hovering in the air, gritted his teeth. 'Its power is immense.' He channeled his mana, unleashing a barrage of spells. "Inferno Lance!" he cried, a spear of pure flame hurtling towards the Archdemon. "Gale Shredder!" followed, a swirling vortex of wind blades aimed at its chest.
