The damaged Dragon Wings glimmered with a soul-colored azure light, stirring up a gale as a massive shadow swept over the battlefield, madly chasing the blue Griffin ahead.
Like beams of light, dazzling pillars of Magic Flame spewed from between the fangs of the bony Flying Dragon. However, the Dragon Flame failed to hit the Griffin, which flew like a Phantom at high speed, and instead struck the mountain peak.
In an instant, the melted, splattering sand and rock fell like flaming meteors into the sea of battling people below, indiscriminately engulfing both the dead and the living.
Suddenly, the Corpse Demon Dragon, flapping its wings while pursuing the blue Griffin, let out a sharp screech.
