[center][h1][color=red]Christopher Francis[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][color=silver][hr]𝕊𝕖𝕡𝕥. 𝟙𝟜, 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟘   / /   𝕎𝕚𝕤𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕕, 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕪𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕕   / /   𝕋𝕠𝕨𝕟  / /  ~𝟙𝟟31 [hr][/color][/center]

With the first wave of birds down, Chris was now completely at a lost on what to do. things hadn't gone as planned, but that may have been for the best; after all Sander and Callan were already tearing through Factory without his help. Still however, that left the giant flying snake open. Sure Chris was supposed to help take out factory, but after witnessing Sander Tear through it easily enough it would be best if he could keep the heat off of them instead.

The black dragon let out another monstrous cry as it took off into the air again. Flames trickled from its widening maw as it flew directly towards the mechanical snake. Upon getting into range of the behemoth, the dragon-arbiter slowed his momentum as he unleashed a breath of flames upon the serpent.