Ignis attacked continuously and Poison dodged his fire attacks. One attack was successful and it hit Poison.

It stung a bit but then it felt normal.

This doesn't hurt much, he thought.  "Is that the best you can do? Take this." He took out a pair of claws and put them on.

He then attacked Ignis who tried to stop his attacks with flames but Poison didn't stop and his claws run into Ignis's flesh injecting a weak poison into his body.

"But how?" Ignis asked surprisingly. "How did the poison get to me?"

"My claws are made of a special metal which have a really high melting point and they do not support heat. So I am able to get to you with no problem." Poison explained.

"So I've got to turn the heat up even more!" He laughed evily as his hands lit up on maroon flames. "And these aren't any flames. These are dragon flames! And they don't just burn, but they destroy." He laughed even more.

Ignis rushed towards his foe and smashed his fist against Poison's chest. The fire burnt a hole through his shirt.

He attacked again with his foot which was lit up on flames colliding with his chest. Poison screamed in pain as the flames burnt his body. He was right, these weren't just any flames, these were actual dragon flames.

Poison attempted to use his claws to fight Ignis but his flames destroyed the metal and left it useless. He he had nothing but his powers to fight which weren't much effective as Ignis's flames burned it even before it touched his body.

Ignis then created flames and lit the ground surrounding Poison in a circular pattern. The flames started to close up on Poison. He could feel the heat increase as the fire came more closer.

He passed out from the intensity of heat.

Then he remembered, his father, and not the father who had put his curse upon him, who lived with him just 14 years of his life.

He was Poison, Poisonstinger Scales. He was alive for more than a century, more than two centuries. His actual age was 402 years. Fire and poison ran in his blood.

He knew nothing about his birth parents, only that they had contact with dragons who raised him up.

The creature he called father and the creature he called mother were both dragons. His fire was a poison dragon and his mother a fire one.

They taught him dragon magic. They taught him how to manipulate fire and poison, how to eat them and survive. They taught him how to defeat dragons, how to kill them and much more and all of it, he had forgotten.

His eyes opened and he looked around. He was still trapped between the flames. He looked up at them with determination and opened his mouth. He sucked the fire into his mouth and swallowed it all.

Ignis looked at him in shock, his jaws dropped. "How? How did you stop my dragon flames?" He cried.

Poison then lit one of his hand on fire and the other full with poison. He attacked Ignis the flames burning his cloak. It didnt affect him though.

Poison then released the poison in the form of clouds. Ignis tried to burn them but his attempts failed. " This isn't just any poison, this is dragon poison." Poison smirked.

He then levitated the poison towards Ignis who tried to stop his breathing but inhaled it and fell to the ground.

"And don't think I'm gonna leave you like this." He said. "I swear I'll have your head for breaking my weapon and then I'll burn that head when I craft my weapon again."

He forced the remains of his claws into Ignis's neck and slashed it right across. He picked up the head, wrapped it in some clothes and took it along with him.