CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Dax faced off against the Elder who matched him in color. That was as far as the similarities between them went. The Elder blue Drake’s chest burned white hot with a fire whose heat had long since lost its orange glow. Dragon fire that rivaled the volcano in its ability to destroy.
He studied his opponent, hoping to gain some insight before the fight began.
Massive talons scraped against the crumbling ground. The crust of earth splintered below their claws, growing thinner by the minute as the volcano growled, demanding the offering about to be made.
Around the mouth of the crater other dragons from the colony assembled to bear witness.
Dax spotted youths, not yet through their first half century, watching. Where there should be fear, their young eyes held awe and e
