The Blast

The colossal dragon hovered in the sky, a huge neon-red orb hovering right in front of him, growing smaller and smaller even though a purple river of radioactive magma was flowing into it.

Multiple sources of mana radiated around the dragon.

The huge construct of light and metal flapped its wings, looking like rays of light shaped into the wings. The radiance of its central rotating sphere was increasing, the bright white light pushing against the crimson-red light of the vampire and the purple and neon-red light of the dragon.

More than a dozen of shadowy figures were orbiting around the dragon, bright red lights gathering in their clawed hands.

'Time to end this play. It was dragged for too long!'

The long crystals on the dragon's head pulsed and started to glow, lots of mana flowing into them. Immediately magical symbols began to hover around the blazing blob, shrinking before the dragon.