Transmigrating into a WorldBuilding Game.

Weird Power

"Aren't the hot springs in the tribe enough to temper us?" Drache asked.
Armagan shook his head and sighed as soon as he reached the top of the hill, he turned and grabbed Drache by the hand before pulling him up.

"When will you learn to aim and run for power and strength?" He asked when Drache was now on even toes with him.

"There is no need to be, the mounts our clan lives in are enough for us" Drache responded.

"Sigh, such a contented draconian you are. But remember that if war comes, you'll be the first one the clan will send in as cannon fodder," Armagan shook his head as the duo continued traversing the hill top.

"Our level up increases our strong bodies but overall, we have to train our minds to adjust to our fire abilities that's what the clan desires in us" Armagan then walked to the center of blackened conical top.

His hand touched the rock and his dark red eyes shone as a red heat appeared and sizzled beneath his palm.

It wasn't long before his face twisted into one of pleasure as his pair of white horse brightened.

"The power of the heat increases his abilities but also the power of his scales" Drache commented as his hand slapped against the blackened land and the same thing occured to him.

A while later, the faces of their scales seemed to shine and extend.

"All of a sudden,
"Roar!" They began to release growls and roared at the top of their voices before they removed their hands.

"What was that?" Drache said.
"It felt like some sort of energy entered our mind" Armagan replied.

"As if we had become beasts" Drache said while staring at his hand to ascertain if he was alright.

"Regardless, we can investigate later. For now, we came to empower ourselves" Armagan replied as he implanted his hand into the hill and more of it sizzled beneath his palm.

All of a sudden, his dark red eyes changed  to make his scelera become fully red as he turned to face Drache.

"Armagan hope all is well?" Drache questioned the draconian who pounced at him.

"A stop to this" Drache said as he jumped out of the way of the draconian who was now on all fours.

Armagan released a roar when he evaded.
"Armagan, snap out of it" Drache yelled but his words were paid no heed to as Armagan pounced on him again.

"I might as well out an end to this" Drache said before he cracked his nails the size of claws.

He thrust his hand forward as the top of his black nails released a red radiance and five red rays shot at Armagan hitting his dark scales.

The attack did nothing on Armagan who bellowed an even louder roar and charged at Drache.

"We are immune to fire attacks" Drache nearly face palmed himself as he took up effort and ran before following with a quick swipe and his feet smacked Armagan's face.

As if, he had been smacked to his senses the full red eyes reverted to their original dark red irises and Armagan returned to his body with a loud cry of pain. "Oww!"

"What am I doing on all fours?" he said as he rose up.
"You were gone and you attacked me" Drache said to him.

"We must return to the clan to report the incident" he added.

Armagan nodded, agreeing with his friend as the two began to slowly climb the steep slope of the volcanic hill back to the even ground that had grasses.