Two shades of black and red continued to clash midair. Beneath the veil of mist that lowered the visibility of the place, two gigantic creatures aimed for each other’s neck. One with black-colored hide with a trail of green infernal flames which was akin to the wall of green flames that once surrounded Maleficent the Glutton while the other one got a red set of scales with dashing crimson flames that interlaced with the other flame – somehow, the two flames could not destroy one another because the owner of the green flames the Calamity Dragon was using belonged to the very woman who seemingly sleeping in Damon the Prideful’s. And Damon the Prideful knew that Maleficent the Glutton never had the intention to harm him even way before they became lovers, because she was that kind of person.
