Ladybug inwardly cursed as she dodged another golden blast from Style Queen. Style Queen was among one of - if not the - most troublesome Akuma they'd ever fought. The first time, she'd taken Cat Noir out of commission before she could even speak to him about her. The second time, she'd almost caught her in her civilian form.

Style Queen perched atop a high building, about to say another snarky comment when a thundering Shout rippled across Paris.

"-Dal Vus!"

The sky itself seemed to tear open and two blurs, one red and one white, descended from the torn sky as it mended itself.

They slowed down and Ladybug's jaw dropped when she realized that the two blurs were dragons. Cat Noir's eyes almost seemed to pop out of their sockets.

The white dragon opened its jaws and in a voice that rang with pure, unbridled power, it Shouted three words, which were accompanied by a sound like a thunderclap.

"Ven! Mul! Riik!"

A thick fog materialized, making it impossible to see. Another voice, not quite as deep, Shouted "Yol Toor Shul!" and a burst of fiery orange light appeared for a few seconds.

Something grabbed Ladybug and hoisted her up. She tried vainly to escape, but it was no use. Looking down, she saw that a white-scaled talon was holding on to her. From this angle she couldn't see that much else of the white dragon, but soon Cat Noir was grabbed too. When he was grabbed the dragon peered down at them, its head hanging upside down.

"Ladybug, Cat Noir, listen to me. Do not intervene until I tell you to. I have watched you for long enough to know how this works."

Ladybug tried to speak. "Um, excuse me, but how-"

"I'll explain later. For now, stay... hmm... here."

He dropped them both on top of a building and perched next to them himself and Shouted again.

"Feim Zii Gron!"

The white dragon's body turned translucent. Before Ladybug could ask him what he was doing he Shouted once again.

"Tiid Klo Ul!"

The world turned blue and the white dragon suddenly began moving at incredible speed and Shouted "Krii Lun Aus!" and "Feim Zii Gron!" repeatedly. the other dragon joined in.

The din of "Krii Lun Aus!", "Feim Zii Gron!", and "You're fired!" went on for several more minutes, until...

"Lok Vah Koor!"

The fog cleared and the weather grew sunny, revealing Style Queen kneeling over holding a golden rose in her hand.

"Take it," she wheezed, as though exhausted.

The white dragon picked it up and stabbed a claw through it, releasing the akuma. Ladybug quickly captured it and fixed the damage before turning to the dragons.

"Uh... hello?"

The two dragons turned to her. Now that neither of them was shrouded in fog, she could see them clearly. The white dragon's scales shone like finely cut and polished diamonds in the sunlight. Thick, towering spines protruded from its back and chest and branching, slightly antler-like horns crowned its head. Its eyes were a deep cobalt blue, like the purest sapphires.

The red dragon's scales gleamed a brilliant ruby hue. The membranes of its wings were a silvery-white color and patterned with red and purple and its eyes were a deep, bright gold.

The white dragon spoke first. "Drem yol lok. Greetings. My name is Strunsahtiid and this," Strunsahtiid gestured to the red dragon, "is my third-in-command, Odahviing." His speech was coherent, but a little stilted.

Odahviing nodded. "Drem yol lok."

"Uh... I'm Ladybug and this-"

"Whoa!" Alya's voice was almost shrill with excitement. "Dragons! Real life dragons!"

Odahviing raised a scaly brow. "Who are you?"

Alya ignored the dragon's question and was talking to her phone, while Alix had skated over to her and was trying to drag her away. Ladybug turned back to the dragons.

"I'd really like to continue this conversation, but maybe we should do it somewhere else. How about the Arc de Triomphe tonight?"

Strunsahtiid nodded. "A wise plan."

With that, the dragons took off into the sky, Alya chasing after them shouting, "Wait! I didn't get to talk to you!"