The Red Dragon over the Great Grass Sea

Sothoryos, Nas Island.

"Siga—"

On a beach strewn with jagged rocks, the pitch-black dragon let out a piercing roar and spewed a pillar of Emerald Green Dragonflame.

"Come out! All of you, get out here!"

Rhaegar sat astride the dragon's back, his face dark as he shouted.

Vast stretches of rock melted into lava, turning the entire beach into a hellscape of smoke and fire.

Cannibal's green, slit pupils gleamed with cruelty. Catching the scent of tiny insects, he searched for the caves they were hiding in and aimed his streaming Dragonflame at them.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

A dense volley of arrows struck the dragon, sparks flying from his bloodstained snout.

"Siga—"

Cannibal grew even more excited. He rammed his snout into a cave, making the entire craggy mountain rumble.

Rhaegar sat in the Saddle beneath the shelter of the two black wings, his body swaying slightly.

The Great Evil Dragon had eaten the Pale Wild Dragon, and his high spirits left him craving an outlet.

So Rhaegar set his sights on the last group of threats in the Serpentine Isles, letting the dragon unleash all his Dragonflame.

"Siga!"

"..."

A golden dragon and a pale blue dragon flew in, joining the one-sided slaughter.

"Dragonflame!"

Rhaenyra's lovely face was cold as she rode Syrax, setting fire to the jagged mountain where the pirates of the Three Daughters were hiding.

Nas Island was remote, but its natural resources were plentiful.

The pirates had nowhere to run and could only hide in damp, chilly tunnels.

Helaena landed Dreamfyre atop a mountain peak. The handsome dragon raised his head high, towering half a mountain above the surrounding ground.

Rhaegar looked up. Pale blue Dragonflame poured down like a waterfall.

"Lord Corlys has already launched the full assault. There's no need to hurry."

Helaena lay