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
'What happened? Where am I? Oh right'.Elvis had lost all sense of time and direction. He was adrift in a vast, empty space that seemed to go on forever. His body had disappeared, leaving behind only a shining, ethereal form that glowed with an otherworldly light.In this desolate void, there was no sound, no colour, no life. There was only the emptiness, pressing in on him from all sides, suffocating him with its unrelenting silence.As he floated there, Elvis struggled to remember how he had ended up in this place. He had vague memories of him fighting against Gabriel, and then... nothing. Had he died? Was this the afterlife? Or was he trapped in some sort of limbo, waiting for something to happen?It was impossible to tell. Time had lost all meaning in this place, and he had no way of measuring how long he had been adrift. All he knew was that he was alone, with nothing but his own thoughts for company.He tried to move, to reach out and touch something, anything, but his bod
Diana was taken aback as she held the damp cloth in her hand, poised to cleanse Elvis' upper body. "Eh?" she gasped, her eyes widening in shock at the unexpected sight before her.Elvis, too, was startled by the sudden encounter. For a few moments, the two stood in stunned silence, neither daring to break the spell that had descended upon them."Diana?" Elvis finally managed, hoping to confirm that he was not hallucinating.Tears of joy welled up in Diana's eyes as she gazed at the familiar face before her. "Is it truly you, Elvis?" she choked out, her voice thick with emotion.Elvis offered a small smile, placing a comforting hand on her head and rubbing it gently. "It is I," he assured her, "I have returned."Overwhelmed with emotion, Diana tossed the rag aside and flung herself into Elvis' waiting arms. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she embraced him tightly, reveling in the warmth and security of his familiar presence.As the two reunited, the serpent man and Charlotte, who wer
As the group began to disperse, a few chose to linger, including Drew, Luna, and Tina. Having been residents of the domain plane for some time, they had grown accustomed to its inhabitants and even forged friendships with a select few.Upon learning of Elvis's recovery from his coma, the trio was overjoyed and hastened to pay him a visit."Drew, Luna, Tina, it's good to see you all," Elvis greeted them warmly.With heads bowed in contrition, Drew spoke on behalf of the group. "Elvis, we're so sorry for what happened."Elvis's smile was gentle as he surveyed his friends. He knew it was Charlotte who had brought them to this place, and he cast a knowing glance in her direction before refocusing his attention on the trio. "No need to apologize, guys. It wasn't your fault."A palpable sense of relief washed over the group, lifting the heavy burden of guilt from their shoulders.Luna, in particular, was overcome with emotion. She threw her arms around Elvis and wept tears of joy, expressin
The following day, Elvis woke up and ventured outside, pondering how the little Dryad was doing. He made his way to the backyard of his residence where he found some Elves still tending to the young plant that had now grown into a sturdy and towering tree."Good morning, domain lord," the head elf in charge greeted him.Elvis simply acknowledged their salutations with a wave and approached the tree. Upon closer inspection, he noticed something extraordinary.'A dragon mark,' he gasped to himself. A bold and striking tattoo of a dragon head crest was etched onto the side of the tree's trunk, remarkably resembling Elvis if he takes his dragon form."We too were taken aback by the tree's dragon mark," one of the observing Elves remarked, noticing Elvis's fascination with it.The Elves were astonished upon discovering the dragon mark shape on the tree and believed that it might be why the domain lord held the tree in such high regard. They endeavored to treat it with utmost care.Elvi