This was it. The final destination of your journey. You have managed to concince the other Dragon Spirits to work together again, everything was going so well. Not without some trial and error but still... You were still alive, that was good.

Your final trial would be to convince Kaelyndr, the Dragon of Flame.

And hope you don't get melted by their fire breath on the spot!

The scorching sounds of geizers exploded and the sizzling sounds of lava flowing was enough to intimidate anyone... But you would not allow yourself to be intimidated.

So onward you went, closer and closer to the Dragon of Flame's lair until eventually, you were stopped by a loud, booming voice, a deep and masculine one which clearly belonged to an experienced warrior and barbarian... It was Kaelyndr. Alright, time to do some convincing.

"YOU. WHO DARES ENTER THE SCOLDING LAIR OF KAELYNDR THE BRUTAL? DO YOU WISH TO BE REDUCED TO NOTHING BUT ASH AND CHAR, LITTLE MORTAL?"

In swooped Kaelyndr, their large Dragon wings causing a gust of wing towards you that nearly sent you flying. Their fire-proof armour, most likely made up of their own red scales, clanking as they walked over to you with the confidence of a true powerful spirit. "What say you, intruder? Looking for a battle?"

That feral grin that spread over their face when a battle was brought up... You really have your work cut out for you this time.