Draco, Angel and Skyro

Skyro slowly looked around, as he did, the orbs that floated in his wings glowed gently. The orbs detected the negative energy from Draco, and then quickly placed up a powerful purple shield, that was almost impossible to destroy, if Skyro was not just newly born, it would be quite unbreakable, being stronger than all three. Then the orbs glowed brightly.

"Step back! We, the ancients can sense dark intentions, in one of our own. The fear grows within him, the will to be stronger, endangers the young. You shall not come any closer, if you do so, then shall you be perished. We, the ancients, we shall protect the young, you shall not give harm to him, for he is the chosen one!"

The orbs spoke loudly, it was almost like two people were speaking at the same time. Skyro's head tilted softly, it seemed he was rather confused. He pressed his foot on the force field, and push against it softly, then looked around. Once again, the orbs spoke again, but only one this time.

"Don't be afraid, young one. The ancients shall protect you, and guide you. No harm shall come to you."

Skyro's ears flickered. He looked to Draco, and tilted his head, who huffed and shot a fire blast at the shield, but it seemed to have no effect at all.

"I don't trust that thing, it has already threatened us. I'd say we cut the wings off, that way, those orb things can't do any harm to us."

He roared loudly, shaking the caves violently. It seemed already didn't like him, Angel could tell that, but, she could also see, the orbs were merely protecting the dragon, something about evil intentions, did Draco really intend to kill the baby?