"STOP"
"PLEASE... STOP"
"PLEASE..."
Screams and tears of anguish filled the small planet where Kent, in his Dragon form, was baptising the pitiful dragons in the unholy radiance of his [Primordial Chaos Soul Flames.]
Kent was not paying attention to anyone. If anything, the more they screamed, called for help, or tried to run, the more energetic he became.
It felt like their tears were fueling his flame, their pain soothing his cold heart, and their screams pushing him to do more, allowing him to incinerate the dragons' forms.
Be it the full-on dragons, demi-dragons, and even those who lowered their forms to appear more human, Kent wasn't discriminating.
All of them are burning, and the more he flew by, the higher the screams.
His now golden green Chaos flame was spewing everywhere, and with it, screams of pain filled everything.
