The Sound of Gunshots

Pure whiteness turned into golden light, causing the sky to explode and the atmosphere to fulminate. Various colored energy balls were merging with each other in the air, causing such raucous and rumbling that even the deaf could hear the sounds. The sky was dark on one end and shining with light on the other. If the golden light was somewhat forced to retreat, the five-colored light would move forward marginally. They were locked in a tussle and neither was giving way to the other. One side of the sky was pouring buckets, while light from the other side passed through the thick clouds and illuminated the clan members' emaciated bodies.

The dragon chants began weakening and the members were finally able to regain some of their cognizances. They stared at the two great forces doing battle in the air.

"Cough cough, why don't I have any strength?" A warrior dragon held up his bony claws and asked in confusion.