Terra
The sweltering heat of the training grounds wrapped around me like a sweaty second skin, the air thick and sharp with the tang of heated rock. The faint clang of distant sparring matches reverberated through the cavern, the rhythmic clash of Drakarn blades an ever-present backdrop to Scalvaris.
Here in the stretch of stone where Darrokar instructed me, it was strangely quiet except for the measured beats of our breathing and the shuffle of movement against rock. The glow of the embedded crystals flickered off his obsidian-black scales, painting him in waves of crimson light.