The Hours After The Attack

POV Astrapolius:

The ancient black-scaled dracowyrm high in the storm clouds of spinning hurricane opened their mouth wide, revealing a magic array of overlapping geometric shapes and glowing symbols wildly spinning inside, hurling blue electrical sparks in every direction.

Their ancient heart pounded with the renewed vigor to live, the war pushing back the fate of all ancients of their kind.

Blue beams of energy constantly pierced through the clouds as the crystal cannons hanging on the bottom hulls of the giant skyships sparked with residual energy.

However, they shattered upon the thick barrier of water and winds, sliding off like splashes of water from a cliff.

The giant skyships swayed violently, tossed by powerful winds like children's toys across the sky.

This was the first time they had seen the dragon kind stop being passive and unleash their wrath upon the world in a coordinated attack.