Haraldur moved his arm upwards, causing a portion of the sea of a few hundred cubic metres, to rise up, engulf some fireballs that were going towards it. The fireballs had little effect, only evaporating a little of the vast mass of water moving upwards.
He said, "You have chosen the wrong place to attack me Draven. And you might care about my parts soon Draven."
He turned to the dragon. "This is a fire mage," he said, "Whose name is Draven, the one I told you invaded Romme, where your cave was." He turned to Draven again. "The one too incompetant to secure the last part of me Retan needed, and so brought Retan here, and so indirectly caused you to be buried for a month.
He split onto his ten parts, who then changed their forms. Each of them had the same aura, the aura that Haraldur had before he merged with the weapons, the dark one of many dark shades. It engulfed them all in a haze, and amount of red in the aura was increasing, until it seemed purely of red and black. They surrounded Draven, and in the middle of the circle, where Draven was very close to, a ball of pure destructive energy formed. They then started to move so Draven would be in the middle of the circle.
