The night shrouded the entire sky like ink.
The figures of Galos and the Cliff Snake Dragon darted between the dark clouds, like two bolts of lightning tearing through the night sky.
As the distance closed, the Cliff Snake Dragon attacked first, its slender body whipping like a lash, the forked tips of its tail burning with a dark green poisonous flame.
Galos's body paused, his wings raised high.
The fine scales on his dragon wing membrane rubbed against each other, sparking intensely, the sharp edges of the wings glowing crimson, and then, with the tip of the left wing as the axis, his body suddenly spun dramatically, shifting angles, the dragon wings swung up like a guillotine, striking at the Cliff Snake Dragon.
Facing the Dragon Wing Spin, the Cliff Snake Dragon refused to be outdone.
It also spun around, its thick tail lashing out at Galos's dragon wings.
Clang! Tear!
