The dragon's eyes narrowed, smoke curling from his nostrils. "You sound almost human," he said. "Perhaps you have changed since taking that form and being… tamed. That makes you weak."
Lyra's aura flared. "Maybe I have changed," she answered, "but that change taught me to protect life, not snuff it out. If you truly want war, you won't find me cheering you on."
A low, cold laugh shook the lava fields. "Then you stand in my way," the Divine Dragon King rumbled. "I will destroy you as I will destroy everything that opposes me."
"So that's what you want — you really want this?" Lyra said.
