Draven Fireheart, The Dragon Sovereign
The acrid scent of smoke filled my nostrils, stinging my eyes. The air crackled with chaotic energy, the flickering flames casting distorted shadows that danced on the cavern walls. Panic, raw and primal, surged through me, a tiny spark lost amidst the inferno.
"Draven!" a voice boomed through the draconic link, a deep resonating sound that cut through the cacophony.
I looked up, searching. My small eyes scanned the smoke-filled cavern, finally finding my father, Ignis Fireheart, amidst the chaos. His imposing figure stood tall amidst the flames, his powerful wings shielding a group of terrified dragon hatchlings.
He spotted me cowering behind a large rock and his gaze softened. "There you are, little one. Stay put, I'll come get you."
His words
