The dragon's harem

Arad walked out of the room, leaving Gamond and Denki arguing with Eris, trying to stop them. As he walked out and went to the tavern, he found Alcott sitting there, drinking.

“It’s morning.”

“What’s the problem? I’m celebrating.” Alcott looked at him with a smile and then turned toward the bartender, “Give him something nice.”

“About what?” Arad sat beside, and Alcott grinned, pulling a red-glowing crystal orb from his pocket.

“This is a crystal orb that sucks magic like a sponge and stores it. I had it soak Tiamat’s draconic magic and store it.” He looked at the orb, “Now, I only need a skilled enough blacksmith to hammer that magic down into a weapon. And what you guess, Mira might be able to do it.”

Arad took the orb and looked at it. Indeed, the tiny thing had a massive amount of Tiamat’s draconic magic. Too much, in fact, that Arad wondered where Alcott found such a thing.

“What kind of weapon do you want to make?”

Alcott scratched his chin, “I honestly don’t know. If I want the most destructive power, an arrow would be the best, but that would be a single-use. It should be able to cripple Tiamat herself for a few years, though, I doubt it could kill her.”

He stored the orb away, “A sword would turn to be a stronger weapon than the current dragon slayer, but… I probably should make an artifact. If Mira is skilled enough, she could draw Tiamat’s authority over the chromatic dragons and turn this orb into a dragon-controlling weapon.”

“Do you really think you can control dragons with this thing?”

“I call it control, but it’s more of a do what I say for a second or two. I doubt the orb’s power would be any stronger than telling a dragon to stop, and them stopping for a second or two. But a second is more than enough to kill them.”

At that moment, the girls walked in. All of them had finished getting ready, and it was time to leave. Arad stood, followed by Alcott. “If you need to grab a bite, order something. We’ll leave then.”

But even if he suggested it, to them, dragons, even ten platters of food, were nothing more than a single bite, literally what he said.

None of them wanted to eat anything; they’ll find enough food when they reach the Star Mountain, so they all left the inn and walked through the merciless rainstorm.

This time, Arad’s only job was protecting everyone with a barrier so they wouldn’t get wet. He even formed a barrier on the ground for them to walk on and avoid sinking into the mud. But it was Denki walking in the front this time, and she took them all the way to a rocky cliff overlooking the sea.

As she stood at the edge, the wind howled louder and the rain turned into hail. Lightning flashed from the dark clouds, and the waves grew taller, clashing against the cliff with malice.

It was only now that Arad understood the difference between this storm and the storm of the Storm Titans. This one had the power to knock dragons out of the sky, and that power came straight from Tiamat’s authority. The Chromatic dragons were powerless under her influence, and the Metallic dragons would be in a dangerous situation being stuck in her domain, so no one was safe.

Arad was the first to notice that they didn’t really need a specific dragon to brave the storm, but they just needed a priest of Tiamat. In their case, they got a priestess called Denki.

Denki’s main job was telling Tiamat when they would exactly fly through the storm so she wouldn’t smite them down, and when they landed on the Star Mountain, so she could start smiting things once more.

Arad wasn’t the only one to notice the next thing; Gamond felt it as well. The hail falling around them wasn’t normal hail; it was Tiamat’s draconic cold magic. Each tiny hail has enough power to pierce dragons as powerful as Gamond herself. So if she were to fly through the storm, the hail would turn her into Swiss Cheese.

As Denki lifted her arms up and started chanting some ancient words, the storm shifted, dancing strangely as lightning surged from the surface of the waves and crashed into the clouds, opening a ray of light.

Denki approached the edge and then fell. A second later, she emerged in her draconic form, flying to the ray of light. She was a massive azur dragon with golden eyes, a vibrant blue and green mohawk that ran from her head to the tip of her tail, and one massive horn that extended out of her forehead.

“Follow me!” She roared, and Arad grabbed Alcott and transformed.

Denki had to stop flying for a second as Arad transformed right behind her. He was massive, so massive that she almost ran away the second she saw him. An obsidian dragon the size of a mountain, with enough muscles rolling beneath his black scales to put all dragons to shame.

And what scared her more was that Arad was flying without flapping his wings, using gravity magic to lift himself up. His wings only flapped slowly to gently push him around.

Then, behind Arad, everyone else transformed. This time, Denki wet herself a bit seeing Gamond’s draconic form. She was arguing with her just this morning, and now she saw the real monster she was trying to fight.

Denki herself was not more than thirty meters long, without counting her tail, so Arad looked absolutely titanic at one kilometer without the tail. But Gamond, the drakaina who surpassed her twilight. She was as massive as the nearby mountain range, being probably more than seven kilometers long without counting her tail.

This was the drakaina that killed her whole world, a world-ending monster that caused an apocalyptic ice age once and was able to cause it again at a whim.

Balina, on the other hand, was beautiful, a massive pink dragon with pink feathers instead of scales, a long and slender body, being almost as massive as Arad was, but a bit smaller. Probably, she just looked smaller since she wasn’t as muscular as he was.

Zul shifted next, being almost a hundred meters long, black drakaina with two massive horns emerging out of her head, a skull-like face, and a white belly. But something was clear about her: she wasn’t fully healthy. Denki could still see that she was a bit thinner than she should’ve been, with a few of her ribs showing.

Zul still didn’t fully recover from her decades of sickness. It’ll take her body a bit to put on more weight and fully regain its power. Eating, sleeping, and training, that was her grind, and she had to get back in shape quickly.

It took Claug a while to transform, because she was a bit unwilling to let go of her humanoid form, fearing that she might not be able to turn into it again.

Just like Arad, she was massive and muscular. Among all drakainas, she was infamous for her poisons and physical power, but also for her lack of magic talent. She was green, over six hundred meters long without her tail, and had two glowing golden eyes.

Denki looked at herself and then back at Claug. No wonder she lost, she was like a fairy standing in front of a human, tiny.

Lastly, Eris, who didn’t transform at all. She just stood on Arad’s head, looking forward at the ray of light.

“If you aren’t transforming, then you’d better hold on tight,” Denki asked, looking directly at Eris. She didn’t even bother with Alcott; that monster can probably deal with it.

Gamond laughed in the back, “Eris is the last one you want to worry about. Besides, she shouldn’t transform here, unless we want her to kill you and the village we just left.”

Seeing Gamond’s massive size, Denki was more willing to listen to her without asking any questions now. It was quite strange how Arad managed to defeat someone like her.