The wind howled as Kael cirded above the burning village. Below, the demon leader rose from the rubble, its jagged horns glowing with a dark, red mist. It spread torn wings of blackened bone and launched itself into the sky, chasing after him.
Kael turned his massive silver head, his instincts sharpening like a blade. It wants me, Good
The two collided in midair with a thunderous crash that echoed across the valley. Claws scraped against scales, and dark mist burned where it touched his silver
"Monster!" the demon roared, its voice a rasp of hatred. " You carry the curse of the ancient beast!"
The battle danced across the moonlit sky. The demon's blade slashed, sending sparks across Kael's wings. Kael twisted his tail, cracking like lightning as it struck the demon's chest, tearing through its armor.
hey, spiraled downward, locked in combat, until Kael let loose a roar that split the clouds. A surge of silver fire erupted from his maw, engulfing the demon in searing light.
The beast screeched, its form breaking apart into ash and shadow before plummeting into the forest below.
Kael hovered, his chest heaving, the taste of smoke and steel on his tongue. His wings trembled—whether from exhaustion or the dragon's hunger, he couldn't tell.
Below, the villagers cheered faintly, but Kael felt no victory. The Dark Valley of Sorrow still loomed, and its shadow was only growing.