The War On The Horizon

POV Vesuvius:

Vesuvius resting within the chaotic storm of lightning, pitch-black frost, and flashing solar flares, observed two tiny figures standing on a distant rocky island.

The tall alien and the short dwarf both faced a stone tooth, looking just like insignificant ants below the huge dragon and his searing aura.

A heavy-looking polearm in the dwarf's hand slowly lowered as he aimed it at the stone tooth.

The hexagonal purple crystal embedded within its head brightly glowed and energy passed through the arrays of runes and metal rods straight into the second smaller and round crystal at its tip.

The tip pulsed a single time, and a blast of heat shot out before passing through the last, third crystal that was pointy like the tip of a spear. A thin and brief ray punctured through the air.

Instantly the stone teeth exploded, with semi-molten shrapnel flying in every direction.

"You majesty, we have already started on rearming your army."