Snippet #2180598

Azmirian continued to swoop low, but only was met with chaos and death. He found no survivors in the section he patrolled. Love... there's no one left outside... I daren't go into any buildings for fear of wreaking terror. His heart twisted with grief and uselessness.

Not for long. A searing pain ripped up his tail and he bellowed in pain. With a quick, fluid movement, he slashed back with a hindclaw and met scales. He turned to see a black dragon clamped down on his tail which then began to fly upwards. Azzie twisted to go belly up and fought to get up to his attacker, but the speed and angle he was being dragged in by the larger, more muscled dragon left him vulnerable. It was the best he could do to throw up a shield to protect Rania.