Skies of Black Lightning

"A dragon of black lightning materialised from the end of Hyrkul's sword. The beast reared up to its full height, towering over them all. It then dove downwards through the Bontarian troops. They caught fire instantly. Knights fell one after the other, and the other Bontarian warriors were blown away by the explosion. Pouchecot only survived thanks to his magic. He shot roots deep down into the earth, like a hundred-year-old tree. The battlefield was strewn with the cracked armour of fallen knights. A freezing rain started to pour down. The Brakmarian troops started to make their way towards Bonta. Hyrkul turned to face the gigantic tree that Pouchecot had become. His transformation had protected him from danger, but also prevented him from moving. The black giant roared with spine-chilling laughter. 'I shall carve your coffin in your own wood, Pouchecot! But first... I want to see Jiva's head hanging in your branches!' He spat and strode away to join his army. The fortified walls of Bonta stood out in the distance, as pale as chalk." "Crimson Dawn: Found Fragments, Volume X"