The Rain Of Doom, part 2/2

The huge dragon was flapping his wings, his massive body high in the sky. The magma leaking out of the cracks in his armour rained towards the ground, burning everything in its path.

Vesuvius kept burning his mana without any compromises, with more and more red glowing blades of mana launching out of his body and joining the levitating swarm around him.

"Ohh, power of lightning, heed to my call to punish these that sullied my territory!" His loud and cold voice was spreading through the whole plain, making Vesuvius doubt himself.

He slowly started to regret his act as he started to feel embarrassed, 'Do I sound like an idiot?'

Vesuvius put all of his efforts into keeping his voice steady as he had his doubts.

The small dots were running all over the ground under him, spreading in all directions as if they were futile in trying to escape.