The grotesque creature smacked into the barrier now formed around it, hissing irritably as it began to haul itself around to face her. It's dead fish-eyes could not properly see the barrier, and so it pushed against it, unable to determine why it could not get closer to its prey.
And then suddenly the air within the bubble seemingly spontaniously combusted, engulfing the creature in flames. The beast screamed in a most ungodly way, writhing in agony as the flames licked at its flesh, every breath pulling the fire into its lungs. It continued to writhe and thrash against the walls of the bubble, long after any normal creature would be dead and burnt.
It just kept moving, even as large sloughs of skin peeled off, dark blood oozing and creating blue-white flames to burst from it.
Waelin's enchanting song continued, even as he had to step back to keep away from his own wyrm problem. Finally, he lowered the flute and looked hopefully up at the sky. Within moments a white shape began to come into view, and Waelin let out a sigh of relief.
Daughter of the Clouds had heard him...
The dragon that came gracefully toward them was pure white, scales sparkling in the sun. Whispy clouds trailed out behind her, her eyes currently a sky blue to match the weather around them. Her long, serpentine body hovered over them, no legs visable along her smooth body.
Without missing a beat, Daughter of the Clouds began to summon her power, the sky clouding over almost immediately. Thunder rumbled as the sky grew dark, her eyes growing ominous and cloudy to match. The slimy wyrm creature stared up at her with a hiss, sharp teeth bared.
Waelin dashed over to Yaaoi and took her arm, staring rather fixedly into her eyes. "We need to move, now." And then he was tugging, pulling her away from the scene with much more strength than his slender body should be able to hold. "Come on!"
The clouds were beginning to spiral down toward the alley, engulfing Daughter of the Clouds and soon the two wyrms too. The vortex of clouds twisted and spun, very closely resembling the funnel of a tornado.
No wonder Waelin wanted to get Yaaoi away... The clouds were spinning faster!