The Dragon Lady roared and slammed into the other one.
Her entire body had become a moving catastrophe.
She crashed through the abyss with wings spreading storms in her wake, her snow-white scales blazing beneath torrents of Dragon Essence while blood from earlier wounds traced dark-red lines between them. Her claws ripped trenches through the ground whenever she struck, and every sweep of her tail produced booms deep enough to shake frost loose from the distant ceiling.
Blue-white brilliance of her Dragon Breathe gathered inside her throat until Phei could see the glow burning through the thinner scales beneath her jaw. Then she opened her mouth and drowned entire portions of the cavern beneath a flood of cold so dense that the air froze visibly before it.
The torrent struck the World Transcendent barrier.
Ice flowered across the shell.
