Mica flapped his wings and the wind that was generated turned into golden wind blades that shot forward to meet Dreyfus head on. He was not a one trick pony! While he could breathe fire, that did not mean that he had let his other abilities stale after he was born. He had continued to develop and grow his strength continuously as time passed.
Dreyfus' sword glowed with light and was set ablaze with blue flames as be powered through the barrage of wind blades.
Clang!
He swung his sword and clashed against Mica's claws as the dragon blocked his attack. The young dragon retaliated with a wave of Dragon Breath to push the young man away, while giving himself some breathing space.
Mica's body suddenly shrunk down in size, giving him a much more suitable form where he would be able to engage in close combat with Dreyfus, while still being able to retain much of the advantages that he had.