The dragon's harem

CRACK! “AHHH!” from the dust of the wall, the paladin walked out, cracking his neck as his burned face and caved nose healed. “I never got hit like this before.” He growled, blood dripping from his mouth.

^He’s still alive after that? He’s human!^ Eris glared at him, unable to stand.

“Wanting to know how I survived? It’s simple, really,” He smiled as his face healed, “When I noticed you overpowering me, I focused all of my holy magic on healing instead of attacking. To be honest. It was a fifty-fifty gamble.”

Eris growled, sparks of plasma igniting on her back and fading again. She’s burned out.

“The reason you lost is because you gambled everything on one move and didn’t have the support of our god. Power that belongs to you is as limited as yourself, while holy magic drawn from the gods is as limitless as them. You never stood a chance against me,” He laughed, lifting his blade up, “I wonder what blessing I would get by murdering you.” He smiled, “AH! You would make a fine sacrifice,”

BAM! He lunged forward with his sword held high.

^Tch!^ Eris growled, ^Move!^ She screamed internally, barely managing to stand up and move out of the way. CLAN! The paladin’s sword struck the ground, but he didn’t stand. In one swift move, he swung a kick at Eris’s chest, sending her flying.

“It’s your end! Eris Kisue!” Stomping forward, the paladin swung his sword like a thunderclap [Divine Cleaver] Striking the falling Eris from the shoulder down to her hips.

CLAP! Eris’s body flew back at a tremendous speed, smacking onto the wall.

“Hem?” The Paladin stared at his blade, it glowed red and the edge had already dulled. “Even though I tried avoiding your heat and cooled my sword by swinging it, your flame still damaged it. What a shame, it cost me a lot.”

Eris fell down, her body didn’t get cut in half only since the paladin’s sword had dulled, but that didn’t mean she didn’t get hit with the full burn of the divine cleaver.

Eris’s vision turned black as she felt her heart slowing toward a halt. Her vampiric abilities and regeneration have shut down, and the holy magic in her body rapidly destroyed her cells. Death was close.

^It’s finally my funeral…^ Eris thought, ^I shouldn’t go without cremation.^ With all of her vampiric powers gone, she only had one last thing. [Unleashed Plasma] She would simply release all the draconic magic in her blood, causing it to explode and kill herself and everyone else around. One last burst of heat.

Eris lifted her arms, fists closed. “Spark of plasma, back to ash…” She mumbled and the paladin instantly jumped back, sweating.

^A dying dragon, she has something hidden.^ It was a known fact that a grown dragon never goes down easily, and the white dragon that attacked recently was the greatest example. He could feel it in his bones, she’s a dying dragon, nothing could be more dangerous.

Eris stared forward at the paladin, her blood slowly lighting with a purple glow.

***

CRACK! Eris remembered a day when she fought Arad in a mock battle and he punched her in the face each time she approached him.

“Hey! Can you stop?” Eris growled, glaring at Arad.

“No, why are you talking instead of hitting back?” Arad replied, staring at her.

“You’re stronger and faster than me. Trying to punch you stupid, I would only open myself for a counter,” Eris replied. She had already tried and failed.

“Hmmm,” Arad thought approaching her, “When I first took you in, I thought that I got myself a dakaina mate. But I seem to have been wrong, you’re more elvish than draconic.” He looked at her face.

“I’m a half-dragon,” Eris glared at him.

“Then act like a drakaina, why do you give up like elves or humans?” Arad stood there, eyeing her.

“I’m weaker than you and that’s a fact, I have to act per that in a fight if I’m to have a chance at winning,” Eris stared back at him, “Forget that, I’m your spawn as well. I might have no chance at winning against you.”

Arad nodded, “You really aren’t a drakaina. No heat, no arrogance, and no anger.”

When a dragon takes a drakaina as a mate by dominating her in a fight, she will submit, but that’s only on the surface. The arrogance of the dragons would never allow her to believe she’s weaker than him, and in every waking second, she will actively plan to grow stronger and kill him.

“Dragons are proud, arrogant, greedy, and narcissistic. Why is your draconic blood and pride so weak?” Arad tapped her head, “Be arrogant, prideful, and greedier, look down on everyone so me defeating you can have a meaning.”

***

Eris smiled as blood trailed down her face, “Fuck it! I don’t care anymore,” She lifted her hands with a crazed smile on her face.

The Paladin stared at her for a second, flabbergasted.

She forced herself to stand, her bones cracking but her muscles holding tight.

As the paladin looked at her smile, he could feel a cold sweat drip across his back. ^Dragons are more dangerous close to death. Their bodies are perfected and might not fit humans’ logic. They operate on a completely different biology.^

CLAP! Eris put her hands together, glaring forward with a grin and her eyes twitching. The image of Arad unleashing his Void expansion for the first time flashed in her mind. ^Why can he do that and I can’t? No, I can do it, it doesn’t matter, I’m going to get stronger than him.^

“Mix unleashed plasma with death butterfluy. Don’t care about the collateral damage, just unleash everything in your blood and beat it into submission.” She mumbled, “I not getting beaten by my own blood, that would be a disgrace.”

CLAP! She smacked her palms together. [Unleashed Plasma] [Death Butterfly]

Her body burst into plasma sending a wave of heat that started melting the ground. “Plasma Expansion: Purple Sun!”