"..." The old Red Dragon fell silent for a moment.
Just as he was about to speak to salvage some dignity for his old face...
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM...
It was as if David's youthful Red Dragon mouth was blessed; ominous cumulonimbus clouds pressed in from the southwest. In the blink of an eye, a torrential downpour began. This area was near the center of the original marsh's low-lying terrain. Almost instantly, converging streams of water surged towards the old Red Dragon's newly claimed and remodeled Black Dragon lair, flooding it. When the water met the lava inside, smoke and steam instantly billowed, creating a scene reminiscent of a fairyland...
A furious, guttural sound ripped from the old Red Dragon's throat! For the first time since arriving on the Elariya plane, he was truly enraged.
The next moment, a torrent of Fire Dragon Breath erupted skyward like a volcano, momentarily scattering the oppressive black clouds.
