The Red Dragons

^Two dragons, one big and the other small,^ Arad stood. ZON! He teleported with a void step.

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CRACK! CRACK! A small red wyrmling lunged between the trees, missing half her tail and left wing.

CRACKLE! From behind her, a massive red dragon knocked the forest down, swinging his claws at her. "You little damsel! You dare hunt in my land?"

With his second strike, he ripped her right wing. He could've killed her long ago, but dragons are akin to cats, playing with their prey.

She rolled on the ground, leaving a trail of blood, before opening her jaw and charging a fire breath.

Red dragons are immune to fire, and the adult dragon knew it. He won't even feel her breath. This was her last struggle to live.

"No fire in my land," A voice came from between them. Arad stood there in his humanoid form, his eyes glowing with a purple flame.