As Drakina, the formidable and stoic dragon, commenced her assault on Glacierfell, the already tense atmosphere in the city reached a breaking point. Towering above the city, her massive form cast a foreboding shadow, one that seemed to drain the hope from the defenders below.
As she hovered ominously over the battlefield, Drakina opened her mouth slowly, a deliberate and menacing movement. Within her gaping maw, a cannon-like structure began to form, glowing with a sinister energy. The air crackled ominously around her, charged with the dark power she was summoning. "Behold the might of Dark Draconic Flame," she declared, her voice resonating with a chilling calmness that contrasted sharply with the impending devastation.
Below, the Ice Guards, already pushed to their limits by the extended use of Ice Land, gazed upward in a mix of awe and terror. They watched helplessly as Drakina prepared to unleash her fearsome attack.