The half-crushed berry slipped from my fingers and burst into a startling red stain across the floor paved with gold bricks, like some kind of ill omen.
Alvin - no, that monster - threw back his head and roared. It was no longer a sound, but a pure shock wave of destruction. Visible ripples in the air spread violently outward from him. The crystal chandeliers hanging from the dome shattered at once, and billions of shards rained down like diamonds, crashing onto the hills of gold and jewels.
His massive body was completely enveloped in an ominous violet energy. The light seemed alive, pulsing and spreading beneath his black scales. His once dark-golden slit pupils were now nothing but a murky blood-red, devoid of reason and filled only with the most primitive, frenzied urge to destroy. The wound at the base of his left wing gaped hideously beneath the purple glow. Dark red dragon blood poured out like boiling magma, and wherever it fell, smoke rose as it burned deep pits into the ground.
He suddenly turned his head, and his scarlet eyes locked onto me.
