Bab 47: Failure

In the other valley, the Three-Legged Fire Crow was soaring in the air spewing flames which was as pure as a multicoloured glaze towards the gigantic horned serpent. The great heat of the flame melted the mountains that laid at the side and burned parts of the jungle into ashes.

The horned serpent was currently coiled on the ground��emitting a blue light from its horn and fending against the Fire Crow's flame. In the meantime, gusts of dark blue, cold wind blew out from the horned serpent's mouth, attacking the Fire Crow from every direction.

The Fire Crow quietly floated in the air with a looming red light emerging from its black feathers. On the edges of every single feather, a few spell symbols flashed and splashed fire sparks, then disappeared quickly. Only with the heat emitted from those feathers was the Fire Crow able to disperse all of those cold gusts of wind.

"Haha!"