Both of them screamed as the smoke cleared and brought them face to face with the source of the destruction. A brief glimpse of a nightmare visage of fangs and glittering orange scales and they had flown by the giant creature as its chest filled for yet another fiery assault.
“Fire wyvern,” Kalla breathed, voice barely a whisper. It had been years since she had seen one. The fire wyvern were slender, serpentine creatures scaled in a fiery orange. Their tapered muzzles were graced with sensitive barbels and a sharp spike tipped the tail. Stubby horns framed the head, terminating in small spikes along the jaw line.
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