Styraco's eyes narrow almost angrily as the blue fire struck his own reddish orange fire, and the two fire streams, one orange and one blue, pushed against each other in midair. Styraco struggled to keep his flamethrower going towards the other dragon, but it would seem the blue flamethrower was tough. Eventually the blue flames dispersed the orange flames and the blue flames struck his face once more. Screeching in terrible pain, Styraco backs away a little, and furiously shakes his head, his narrowed red eyes glaring at Burntscale.
"You be a fool if you think you can kill me." He opened up his wings, and took off into flight, and began circling the opposing dragon. Without thinking, he set another flame thrower at the dragon suddenly.