Heat and blood still hung over the primary caldera when the new pressure arrived in full force.
Lucifer crossed the outer boundaries of the Dragon Realm at speed and did not slow, true Divine authority preceding him in a thick, continuous wave that thinned the volcanic air and forced several of the wounded dragonkin on the higher ledges to drop into defensive crouches. Black hair moved in the downdraft of his own prowess. Crimson eyes watched the center of the crater where Selene and Rhazor still stood and faced one another between cracked basalt.
He landed hard enough to fracture a spiderweb of cracks through the stone platform.
Silence settled over the caldera for a single breath.
