[Xellos lifts an index finger, swirling it around and seeming to draw all the fire to his fingertip, where it dissipates.] Now now, that's dangerous. We can't have you dragons running amok like that.
[The black cyclone of magic splits in two, each half choosing a dragon-head and following its movements. Then, with blinding speed, they both strike at once, aiming to hit near the crown of their respective heads. It's fairly weak magic, just for play, so it would only stun them at most... but if they retaliate, it might just get interesting.]