They learned quickly, interesting, nevertheless in taking the chance to charge their lances gave Crucible the time he needed to draw on his breath once more, thunder filling the air as first one then a second beam of concentrated light cut through the Shrikes. Tilting on wingtip and diving toward the closest of the Shrikes even as one of their powerful lances lashed across the heavy scales of his underside, those hardened scales taking the brunt of the impact, scorching them but not breaking through them before he was amongst the remaining shrikes, catching one in his massive jaws to rend it in half.

The Bombardiers above would risk hitting their allies at this point even though stray shots had struck and stung across the dragons back, overall insignificant in size and quantity as yet, especially when compared to a green's acidic cloud of acid breath weapon or black dragon's own acid breath.