'Well, I'll be damned.'
Alan thought, as he staggered to his feet. Sharp cuts ran along his entire body, evidence of his scales being shredded apart by his very own dragon breath. His Phoenix powers kicked in almost immediately and healed most of the damage, but there were shards of glass still stuck in his body.
They impeded his healing, Alan had to vaporize them by wasting some mana. He cursed underneath his breath, as he propped himself out of the crater.
He was probably the first ever dragon who let his own dragon breath be weaponized against him. He was seething in rage, but his ice dragon lineage kept him cool. Alan couldn't understand what had just happened, and his mind was racing to understand.
