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Na: Cindra / Species: Prima Draconic Hydra / Level: 80 / Blood Mark: Right Thigh / Loyalty: 14/100
Str: 96 / Agi: 88 / Dex: 78 / Con: 102 / Int: 118 / Char: 81
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Blazing Crown: Each of Cindra's seven heads is wreathed in eternal fla, granting enhanced striking power, with every bite erupting into explosive firebursts on impact.
Searing Tempest: A full beat of Cindra's four massive wings creates a continent-scorching maelstrom of fire and wind, reducing visibility, grounding flying foes, and scorching the land within kiloters.
Ashen Sovereignty: A massive field of volcanic ash perpetually surrounds Cindra, sapping enemies' vitality, dulling their magic, and causing lingering burns. This aura thickens and grows more lethal the longer she remains in combat.
Mirage Flare: Cindra bends heat and ash into mirror images of herself, producing dozens of blazing phantoms that attack independently, overwhelming enemy senses and defenses.
Flabound Roar: A thunderous, domain-wide roar infused with dragonfire that fractures magic barriers, instills terror into lesser beings, and summons volcanic tremors across the battlefield.
Volcanic Ascendance: Cindra temporarily absorbs elental energy from her surroundings, becoming a living volcano — regenerating wounds instantly, gaining near-immunity to physical damage, and unleashing shockwaves of molten fire with each movent.
Crimson Cataclysm:
Cindra concentrates her elental might into a singular event, triggering a cataclysmic eruption of magma geysers, raining teors, and fracturing land within a massive radius. Reserved for only the direst battles.
Solar Veil:
Exhaling a shimring cloak of superheated air and ash, Cindra blinds enemies, distorts their senses, and warps magic trajectories, turning the battlefield into a deadly mirage that only she can navigate perfectly.
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Logan smiled as he and Cindra ascended toward the summit of the volcano, her newfound authority sending the surrounding creatures scattering in fear.
[Hero, it was a great battle. I am grateful for the change—my mind is clear, my body strong, and I truly enjoy flying!]
The grand beast's voice echoed warmly through his mind as her massive form continued to rise, her powerful wings beating the air with a deep, resonant sound, almost like a helicopter.
Each of her seven heads surveyed a different direction, ever watchful, while one remained fixed on Logan, observing him with sharp, intelligent eyes. He noticed that this ti only one voice was directed towards him unlike her first evolution.
[Forgive for being so obstinate. We beasts are creatures of fight or flight... and with dragon blood in my veins, I would sooner die than flee,]
The head closest to him bowed slightly, awaiting his reply with surprising sincerity.
Logan chuckled softly, brushing his hand against the shimring silver scales at his side. Each was like a small shield, twenty centiters long and fifteen wide—tangible proof of Cindra's new body and power.
[It's fine. I'm used to fighting; it helps understand my creatures better. Honestly, I enjoy it—watching you all grow after each evolution. I hope you continue to get even stronger. There should be at least one more evolution, so work hard.]
As he spoke, Logan's gaze traveled across Cindra's vast body, half out of curiosity, half out of habit. He checked carefully for any sign of a reverse scale, recalling an old myth from Earth—an ancient dragon's weakness hidden among its armor.
But Cindra bore no such flaw. Her body was seamless, a perfect embodint of her true draconic lineage.
After a few monts, Logan spotted Wyver—his ice drake—soaring alongside his newly tad hydra, Cindra.
The two majestic beasts flew side by side, each sizing the other up for a brief but tense mont, before Silvia's voice called out, breaking the silence.
"Nice to see another powerful creature joining us, Logan. We should head back now. Where should we land to set up a warp gate?" she asked.
Silvia had beco noticeably more talkative these days, her interactions improving thanks to her daily conversations with Serana, Marie, and Rubina, all of whom shared her love for research.
Logan pondered the question carefully.
They would need a return point—especially since he planned to co back for the growing colony of moths once the demon battles began.
By then, he intended to ensure every moth reached at least level sixty, strengthening their role in the coming war.
To achieve that, he would have Kryst craft a few mana crystals and have them planted within the volcano.
With the fire temple's energy saturating the area, he was confident the crystals would grow rapidly.
As soon as they touched down, Logan noticed Emary's violet eyes glowing with excitent.
The boy, much like Logan himself, was clearly a fan of dragons—his expression practically begging for permission to approach Cindra.
Logan chuckled softly, using his wings to hop down from Cindra's back. With a quick motion, he shifted over to Wyver, landing gracefully to scoop Silvia up and lower her gently to the ground.
Within seconds, Silvia activated her warp portal, selecting a wide open space near Rosethorn large enough to accommodate their colossal companions.
With a flicker of magic, they vanished from the volcano's summit, reappearing in the near he capital they called ho.
Cindra's many heads swiveled in different directions, taking in her unfamiliar surroundings. It was clear she was wondering where she would live.
Fortunately, Logan had already anticipated this mont.
Before setting out on the journey, he had begun preparations for her arrival, constructing a specialized habitat in the newly expanded fire bio—an entire partition built just outside of Rosethorn's main borders.
The fire bio had beco necessary as the number of fire-aligned creatures grew; even Scorch, his loyal firebird, could no longer safely enter Rosethorn's central areas without risk.
Logan guided Cindra and the others along the prepared path—the five Blazewing Moths, the two Flarewing Cranes (one of which Silvia was now bonding with, taking her ti getting to know the flaming bird).
As for Pyronis, his newly tad magma fish, it remained behind for now.
Without the natural magma pools it needed, the creature would struggle.
Logan planned to bring it to a new ho later, once they found or created a more fitting volcanic environnt—likely near the lab within the volcano where Serana usually stayed.
Cindra looked around carefully, surveying her new ho.
Without hesitation, she began shaping her territory, carving out her lair with deft movents as Scorch ca barreling over to greet them.
The massive tyrannosaurus-like beast slowed as he approached, sizing Cindra up with a wary, curious gaze.
The tension between the two powerful creatures hung thick for a few seconds—but after a silent exchange, it faded.
Each seed to recognize the strength in the other, and a quiet, mutual respect was born.
[I will need my treasure placed there,] Cindra said, pointing one of her seven heads toward a particular spot.
She moved to it, using her many heads to expertly reshape the ground, forging a wide pool of molten lava to anchor her future ho.
Circling it once, she finally settled herself down, her wings folding neatly against her sides.
[I believe I will need more warmth,] she added, two of her heads releasing concentrated beams of fiery energy to heat the area further.
It wasn't until the five Blazewing Moths, drawn to the rising temperatures, fluttered over to join her that Cindra seed satisfied.
Scorch, however, wasn't quite done.
The fiery beast stomped around three tis, each impact causing spurts of magma to burst from the ground.
Cindra roared in response—a deep, resonating sound filled with raw elental power.
Logan imdiately recognized it: Flabound Roar—a skill capable of creating small tremors and drawing magma to the surface.
Seeing the ground beginning to bubble dangerously, Logan crossed his arms and shouted up at them,
"You two, stop making so much mana erupt—or I'm sending you both off to the volcano!"
His voice carried enough authority to make both creatures pause, casting sheepish glances in his direction.
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