BOOOOM!!!!
The explosion tore through the centre of the chamber like a dying star.
Golden fire and white-gold wind collided in a blinding sphere of destruction, sending shockwaves rippling outward in every direction. The remaining pillars cracked. The ceiling groaned. Chunks of stone the size of houses rained down from above, crashing into the floor and raising clouds of dust that made it hard to see anything.
When the light finally faded, Tobias and the Clan Leader were still locked in combat, but the difference between them was obvious.
Garuda's wings were spread wide, each feather glowing with compressed wind energy. The massive bird moved through the air with terrifying grace, dodging the Golden Dragon's claws and teeth with ease.
Every time it flapped its wings, a hurricane erupted, pushing the dragon backwards and forcing it to fight for every inch of ground.
The Golden Dragon, on the other hand, was struggling.
