As the behemoth bellowed its challenge a moment of silence overtook the battlefield as no beasts dared be the first to move.
At least until two midnight wings unfurled from the centre of the hoard. Standing on her hind legs Violet answered the challenge with a roar of her own. Once more blasting her aura out at full strength, she then leapt into the air and headed straight for the behemoth intending to fight the king head on.
Luna watched her companion go with a stab of fear in her heart, whilst she knew how strong Violet was and despite her jabs genuinely trusted her judgment in most cases. Against a foe like that, she was worried. If this were any other situation they would have ran from such an unfavourable fight.
Yet here and now with their own group of beasts that looked to Violet for support and leadership. Luna knew that the proud dragon would not allow a challenge like this to go unanswered.
