Elvis rose to his feet, his demeanor reflecting a somber contemplation. He turned to face his companions, his voice resolute as he spoke."Gentlemen, I am grateful for your warning. But to ensure your safety, I believe it best if we maintain a distance from each other until this situation has been resolved."With that, Elvis cast a final glance over his shoulder and exited the inn, leaving behind an air of silence that was only broken by the soft rustle of clothing as Drew and the others hung their heads in quiet acceptance. They knew that Elvis's decision was for the best, even if it left a sense of emptiness in its wake.Elvis made his way towards the back of a dimly lit alley. He knew that the danger was imminent and that it would be best if he kept his distance from those he held dear. With a heavy heart, he opened and stepped through the mist gate and into the busy and thriving domain plane.Amidst the hustle and bustle, he noticed a group of elves tending to a small Dryad tree.
Richard cradled his stinging cheek, seething with anger and confusion. What could he have possibly done to deserve such treatment from the alluring Miss Charlotte? He dared not voice his complaints, and instead held his tongue as the young woman approached him with a cool air of authority."Master requests your presence," Charlotte announced, dabbing at her hands with a delicate handkerchief. "He wishes to see you in a few days, when you are free.""Yes, Miss Charlotte," Richard replied with a submissive nod, still clutching his aching cheek.As the woman turned to leave, Richard felt a surge of defiance rise within him. He clenched his teeth, mustering the courage to confront her."Miss," he began, his voice quivering with anger. "Why did you strike me? I cannot recall any offense I may have committed to earn your wrath.""That was for delaying me outside," Charlotte said coolly, without a hint of remorse."What?" Richard thought, disbelief flooding his mind. "I had no idea you were
Under the cover of night, Elvis soared through the sky, his dragon-black wings propelling him forward as Charlotte raced across the rooftops of the city, guiding Elvis towards Williams's abode. It didn't take long for them to arrive at the sprawling mansion, and Elvis landed quietly in a secluded corner, with Charlotte slipping inside undetected.Both were dressed in all-black attire, their faces concealed behind masks. Elvis pulled out a map, scanning it for the location of the underground prison. Spotting it, they moved quickly and stealthily, their steps guided by the map. So far, they had encountered little resistance, a testament to Richard's effectiveness in keeping the guards at bay.As they approached the far end of the mansion, they could see the entrance to the underground prison. Elvis opened the mist gate and the five volunteers stepped forward, eager to assist in the rescue of the enslaved. These volunteers were an eclectic mix - Diana, a demi-human beast kin, another dem
As Elvis stood before the captive serpent, his unwavering composure was a stark contrast to the fear that had taken hold of Charlotte, who cowered behind him. Though it was the first time he had seen her truly afraid, he remained unfazed."You are no ordinary serpent, for you possess the gift of speech," Elvis stated calmly. "Perhaps you have chosen not to take human form, or it is simply beyond your capabilities."The serpent remained silent, but its eyes betrayed a hint of admiration for Elvis's composure."Would you prefer to be freed from your confines, or do you find solace in your cage?" Elvis queried."Do you have the power to set me free?" The serpent asked skeptically."Tsk, how dare a mere snake question me!" With a sharp intake of breath, Elvis revealed his demi form, half dragon and half human. Black scales covered his arms, cheeks, and snake-like features emerged.A curved black horn sprouted from his head, his dragon wings spread wide, covered in iridescent scales, and h
As they emerged from the underground dungeon, Elvis and Charlotte were met with a formidable surprise. The air was thick with the presence of guards, all converging upon them with malicious intent. A figure stepped out from the shadows, his rotund frame revealed in full view. The man began clapping, slow and deliberate, his laughter ringing out like the toll of a death knell."So, you're the one who brought down the black market, and now you dare to step foot on my land," Williams spoke, his voice dripping with disdain. "A foolish mistake, my dear. We know all of your plans."Elvis remained calm, his face a mask of composure. Charlotte, meanwhile, was itching for a fight, eager to take down the guards that surrounded them. But Elvis held her back, his hand firmly grasping her shoulder."Why do you presume that I was the one who destroyed the black market?" Elvis asked, his voice steady and unwavering."Why, because we have intel that you enslaved my son with one of your abilities.
[Warning: The host is entering rage mode]Elvis was in a state of complete rage, consumed by an uncontrollable fury that manifested itself in the form of a massive, intimidating aura. His eyes transformed into slits reminiscent of those of a serpent, and scales began to appear on his body. It was a transformation that had gone unnoticed by Gabriel and Charlotte until it was too late. The changes that Elvis was undergoing were markedly different from the form he had taken earlier in the underground dungeon. With lightning-fast speed, he lunged towards Gabriel, the ground cracking beneath him as he made contact. Gabriel responded with swift reflexes, drawing his swords and positioning himself in a battle stance, ready for whatever attack was to come. (Thud!) The force of Elvis' blow was so great that Gabriel was sent crashing into the wall, causing a portion of it to collapse. As Gabriel struggled to his feet, he observed the changes in Elvis more closely. Scales covered his hands
Within the expanse of a grandiose structure, a room designated for the most eminent representatives of each race within the domain served as the venue for a crucial meeting. Seated amongst them were Charlotte and Diana, along with leaders who bore the responsibility of their respective races.Diana's voice reverberated through the room, laced with a deep sense of anxiety. "Elvis is in battle with a holy knight. He had lost his composure, he could be in grave danger. Shouldn't we go and aid him? Why are we still here?"Greylock, leader of the dwarves, immediately responded with a retort, "Our own safety should be our top priority, little girl. This place could collapse at any moment."Tempest, the leader of the elves, interjected with her agreement. "I concur with the little girl. We must find a way to calm the domain lord."Diana, displeased with being referred to as a "little girl", silently seethed, wishing they would stop labeling her as such.Ridwan, leader of the demi-humans, spo
Within the regal halls of the grand castle, the throne room was the epicenter of power and authority.The room was bathed in the warm glow of flickering torches, casting long shadows across the marble floor, while the air was thick with tension and unease.It was a place where weighty decisions were made and dire news was often delivered.It was within this room that the king stood, his imposing form seated upon his throne, while his most trusted holy knight, Gabriel with his knight armor, knelt before him, delivering a report of great import."He is a dragon, sir," Gabriel declared, his voice reverberating off the walls of the grand chamber. "I don't know how he managed to take the form of a human, but from the aura he released and some physical changes I noticed, it's no doubt that we are against a dragon and a frightening one at that."The king listened intently, his keen eyes studying Gabriel's every movement. He was not one to make hasty decisions, and so he weighed Gabriel's wor