367 The Small Battles

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The clouds of ash and smoke drifted across the sky, powerful winds gashing and stirring them. Trees were blown back and forth, their leaves rustling, and their trunks creaked under the wind threatening to uproot them.

The giant beast, armored from its tail all the way to its horns, flew through the murky, stormy sky, only the glow of its golden eyes and the halo of the magma rivers in its armor visible through the clouds.

The wind strengthened, and an eagle of wind quickly approached from the horizon, each of its feathers looking like a small tornado. The trees beneath it were torn from the soil and raised into the air. The clouds around it spun like rings orbiting a planet.

Its wings of wind are easily big enough to cover an Olympic pool.

The flames ignited in the draconid's throat, and a stream of bright blue fire lit up the sky.

"Giggigi!" The eagle squealed, and a massive spinning vortex shot from its beak.