The old dragon lost sight of his opponent in the cloud. "Come out, whelp!" he rumbled. "If you do, I promise to make your death quick, if not painless." He breathed flames, illuminating the interior. But his enemy seemed not to be there. The attack came from below and to the left. The tiger dragon launched at hid larger foe and delivered three rapid, slashing bites to the old dragon's throat. He kicked at his stomach, his talons gouging and ripping.
The old dragon wasn't going down quietly. He slashed at the tiger dragon's wing membranes. The young dragon bellowed in anger, but his enemy's body began falling. He could barely control his descent, and he was forced to land in the water in order to avoid further injury. He emerged from the water, his wing still bleeding. But he only gave it a passing thought before approaching the villagers.
"The old wyrm won't trouble you again," he murmured. "You are free to live your lives as you wish, without fear of losing a loved one to a dragon ever again."
The old dragon wasn't going down quietly. He slashed at the tiger dragon's wing membranes. The young dragon bellowed in anger, but his enemy's body began falling. He could barely control his descent, and he was forced to land in the water in order to avoid further injury. He emerged from the water, his wing still bleeding. But he only gave it a passing thought before approaching the villagers.
"The old wyrm won't trouble you again," he murmured. "You are free to live your lives as you wish, without fear of losing a loved one to a dragon ever again."