Battle for the Throne (Akihiko vs. Asura)

"Anything for you," I murmur, looking into his eyes.

He heard the thunderous roar of Asura. The Dragon God was about to strike and he knew it. Snarling, he leapt and shifted back to his true form in midair. His flaming pelt burned higher and hotter; increasing his size and his total mass. There was no way he'd let the Dragon be larger than he.

The flames licked up towards the Heavens. Lashing his tail back and forth, he turned and grasped the back of the collar of Yuki's shirt. Leaping into the air, he pushed himself off a boulder and flew backwards, his ebony eyes on Asura's shadowy form as the Dragon made his way closer to his target.

As usual, his usual red, orange, black, and brown flaming pelt lost all of the coloration to become pure white. The white flames were far hotter than any other; it would prove painful to get too close to him. He landed on the pebbly ground which was closer to the ocean.

Quickly, he threw Yuki onto his back with practiced ease. Once he was sure she was on his back, he lifted his head to the sky. A beautiful, piercing howl escaped his lips and went straight up to the sky. It was loud enough to shatter the boulder he had vaulted off of and it would probably have shaken Asura's body to the Dragon's very core.

"Come get me, Asura!" He called to his foe, baring fangs of the brightest ivory.

"He's fast!" I yelled, holding on tightly to Akihiko's fur.
Instantly, both of my eyes activated the Sharingan. It was at the third level; three black commas appeared on the red iris and surrounded my pupil.