Bab 103: Turning the Tide, part 4/5

The dragon stood in the middle of black burned grasslands, with dozens of metallic parts spread everywhere. His black scales were covered in bruises on their charred surface, which was dimly glowing with energy moving through his scales, creating a pattern similar to those on the water surface. The pain already subsided as he kept walking around and picking the blue and red glowing spheres from the dead magitech soldiers littering the ground.

Smoke from the burned mechs was still spread everywhere, mixing with the crackling smoke from the dragon, making it impossible to see too far. Everything was quiet, with only distant sounds of explosions as the frontline moved and the sound of crashed metal as the dragon kept crushing the destroyed mechs under his legs, his large claws easily crushing metal constructs as if they were tin cans.