Magic T3 - Fire, fire and more fire

Any other time, Suzaku would of enjoyed the night time flight, the glittering stars above her a balm, for flight was something she adored... but not this night. Even as the stars shimmered, the moon lighting her... This night was not about fun... No this night.. this night was about wrath and vengeance. She was growling, a constant sound as the air screamed past her; her focus on the island that she could just see, her flames flickering in response to her emotions. Her companion, her small friend who was always with her had been so badly injured during one of their forays... not because the wild, feral dragon was hungry ... no.... it had attached her smaller self out of pure malicious glee... Suzaku had reacted in time, to chase it off... but she couldn't follow it at that point, her focus on getting her companion to safely and to a healer.. Now though, now her companion was stable.... now it was time for her deal with that feral dragon.

The island grew larger and larger, a massive maw likely her foes den, already the fire magic in her raged, fueled by her anger, her rage.... and something other... but as familiar as herself. She roared, the challenge clear, she wouldn't lower herself to attacking from behind; and from within, they responded, lumbering out, wings mantled... though for all other reasons they looked like a typical fire dragon... just minus magic. Suzaku dove, using her height and launching a fireball, a potent first strike, her opponent just about getting airborne before the fire magic struck the land, an explosion ripping through the serene night and embers catching what little vegetation alight, and knocking her foe of balance even in the air, for they had no magic.

Suzaku didn't given them time to recover, they had shown no though of the pain they cause her companion, a entity so much smaller than themselves... so why would she show any pity.... no she was here to destroy them, to raze them from existence.  She launched fireball after fireball, using the aerial skills she had been honing since she was a hatchling to run circles around her foe, all the time weaving her fire magic into something far more dangerous than the fireballs they were attempting to dodge. The island below now fully aflame...... a smoldering furnace that raged rampant, held at bay by the very sea. 

Not yet, more fire, her phoenix marking no longer appearing just on her tips, it now embraced her entire form, so even if her foe got close lashed out. Their roars now pain filled and panic driven, befuddled in the smoke, and still Suzaku struck, almost there... almost. A claw stuck her, the pain merely fueling hr flames more.. Now. With a snarl she lunged, striking her foe, ignoring the snaps and strikes as her flames engulfed her foe, the pair falling to the island below, the flames devouring all. Her foe screamed, as the fires swept around them, Suzaku held them in place as the fire engulfed them... Now she watched, pinning them as death claimed them, but that wasn't enough, the flames surging once more as she wove them to erase them from existence....

The flames raged, reforming both at the command of the vengeful dragoness and by something much more primordial, a massive flame entity that Suzaku had summoned with the immense flame magic shed wove, her foe now ash... and even that was burning up with the matrons magic... for a moment the flame matron and Suzakus just stared at one another... before the flames started to recede... leaving Suzaku alone on a dark, burned husk of an island.... Flexing her wings, she breathed, her rage quelled... now to check in with her companion.