There Came The Sound Of Beating Wings, And 2 Flame/Lava Dragons Dropped Down, Scowling At The Cold Glacier Ground. "Why are we here again? It's Too Cold..." The Smaller, More Darker Red One Said To His Companion. "Coal, Stop Complaining. And We're Here Because The Prophecy." Coal Snorted, Blowing a Blast Of Flames Into The Air. "Blood, You Don't Really Believe In That Silly Thing? A Water Dragon, Frozen In it's Element? The Prophecy Is Rubbish If You Ask me." Blood Cuffed Him Sharply Around The Horns. "Rubbish!? Your Rubbish Coal!" Coal Gasped And Began To Tremble As He Stared At The Ice Below Him. "Blood..." Blood Continued to Rant. "Blood!" No Response, Coal Grasped Blood's Head In His Talons And Turned It. "Coal What Is it....." He Blinked, Leaping Back As He Saw A Young Water Dragon Face Pressed Against The Ice, Eyes Shut. "It's Him......" He Dragged Coal Backwards, Blasting The Ice With Fire.
