The portal of red and white collapsed behind when the figure came out of it, scattering red and white sparks that hissed in the rain.
The air trembled from the heat he brought with him, steam rising from the puddles around his legs as he touched the ground.
Adrien blinked hard, forcing his vision to clear. His lungs burned. His tactical vest felt like it weighed a hundred kilos.
But he still managed to lift his head.
Billy coughed violently then rolling onto his side, his throat throbbing from the crushing grip. His eyes widened at the sight before him.
The figure in red and black stood between them and the storm being.
He was solid and sharp. His body coated in red and black scales that gleamed like molten metal. Horn-like shapes curved from his head, faintly flickering with red veins of light. Lightning crackled across his shoulders, mixing with drifting fire that danced along his arms.
Adrien frowned. "Is that…?"
Billy squinted through the stinging rain. "Huh, finally."
