"But high she shoots through air and light,
Above all low delay,
Where nothing earthly bounds her flight,
Nor shadow dims her way."
—Thomas Moore,
"Oh that I had Wings"

„Dort drob schießt sie durch Luft und Licht, Weit über jeder Ruh, Die Last der Erde bind't sie nicht, Kein Schatten setzt ihr zu." —Thomas Moore, „Oh wenn ich Flügel hätt"

Windsceada

Draco del viento

« L'aigle alors jette au loin ces dépouilles opimes Et, l'aile ouverte au vent, vole vers le soleil. » — Verlaine, Poèmes saturniens.

Drakôn des vents

風のドレイク

Dragonete do Vento

Wind Drake

Drakes prowl the skies of Kaladesh, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

The List

Kaladesh

Orim regarded Gerrard coolly. "You are like the drake," she said, her expression unchanging. "It works hard to maintain its position, but to us it seems to glide along effortlessly. You must do the same."

Tempest Remastered

Air currents whip through the city corridors, creating wind tunnels that accelerate urban drakes toward their prey.