Crashing rolls of thunder rippled the sky overhead, lightning ripping through the shadows and blinding the aurora. The wind of the dragons’ wings nearly swept the men off their feet as it howled through the ampitheatre.
Scale screeched against scale, tossing sparks, but the light lasted only a breath more as Trys’ eyes blazed into U’Dell’s.
The unknightly picked himself up.
Amber oozed like honeyed blood, dripping through his clenched fingers. The initial shock gave way to a smile curved and cruel like his sickle.