In front of my very eyes, I saw the world lose all of its color. Not in an instant, but like a spreading plague that emerged from the dragon underneath.
A slow, yet fast decaying power that overtook the crimson of my home world and replaced it with black and white, but that was not all of it.
No, that was merely the surface. From the dragon's body, a tinge of blue emerged and my entire body screamed at me, defying the orders of my mind. I, who was hidden behind hundreds of defensive spells, my blood magic that was the awe of my house...
I knew that would kill me. My body... my body was scared of that power.
At the slight edges of the blue, I could see a pitch black outline, perhaps the effect of the loss of color... But I felt something else from it.
