S A B L E
Hard Fought Sable pulled his fist back for the dozenth time, the fire engulfing it crackled and grumbled in his ears. He let out a fierce cry as he released it like a bolt towards the beast again. The explosion that it brought forth smoked dark columns into the air, blinding him to the others and the Dragon. Which is why the most he could do was brace himself as a large claw swatted him from the Dragon's head.
The next thing he felt was splintering wood as he crashed through a burning cottage. He struggled from between the bent the door and a wooden column, eventually tossing it off his body and weakening the building even further. The roar of fire inside was deafening but it was a welcoming sound. From his spot, he took in a deep breath, gulping down the flames as they flowed into his gut and rejuvenated him.
He sighed a heated breath into his hand as the flames settled and coursed through him, massaging his muscles and adding to his magical reservoirs.
Perfect ... I'am ... I'm ... not going to lose to anyone. As he stepped towards the fractured doorway, he noticed the charred bodies of a man and woman, underneath them was the crisp corpses of a two children. He paused.
A great numbness took hold of him and he continued out the building.
He rocketed off towards the large Dragon. The smell of sweet ice and Aiden was nearby, along with Brad. Sable bit his lip till blood beaded on top.
This is my battle! Mines! With a might wave of powdered snow, Sable half-slid and half-crashed into the grounds occupied by the furious beast. In his ears, he heard the childish voice of a girl asking why they were in her way. He simply furrowed his brows at the Dragon and began to walk towards it.
“You're an obstacle for me. One that'll make me stronger if I can overcome you,” He said, igniting flames over his fist like a match sparked by anger.
“ … You'll give me the power to change-” He stopped the next words from slipping out his mouth.
Desperateness had coated his words and pained anger was on his face. But a burning hatred was clad around his arms in the form of his flames. How could he even begin to think that he could change what was already set, the only thing he'd ever have control over was himself. He sprinted off towards the beast, leaving a trail of uncovered earth in his wake.
“Fire Dragon's Roar!” he yelled, releasing a stream along the path of the Dragon and across to its left wing. The snow surrounding them was melted quickly, leaving a charred area where they fought.