Author's note: this is from Lazarus's point of view

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The soil, busted pots, plants, and furniture mixed with the glass and it all looked unnervingly magnificent as electricity danced with the debris that was rotating violently through space, yet somehow it was all contained to the area of the sunroom (what was left of it).

'Wow… Serina is awesome…', Alex said in my head.

I thought that Serina was a creature Aldus crippled with his experiments, or maybe she was with him because he was helping her out with something, but now I'm not so sure. I never heard of anyone being able to summon a storm of this magnitude without chants and heavy preparations.

The sight in front of me reminded me of stories about ancient Gods and elementals.

Serina is undeniably amazing.

I was startled out of my daze when another gust of wind slammed into me. It propelled me backward, but it was not strong enough to lift me off the ground.

And then I saw her, lying limply in Aldus's arms. How did he get there? And what's with the funky boots?

"Serina?", I called as I approached them.

She was so pale and looking weak that I wondered if she is alive. If she is dead, Aldus would not be so calm, right?

I touched her forehead.

'OUCH!', Alex shouted in my head when the electric current jolted my insides. 'Do you need to touch random things?'

'It's not random. That was Serina.', I responded while shaking my arm that was numb from the shock.

'Why did you touch her head? Do you think she has a fever?'

I rolled my eyes at Alex. 'Fine, smartass. How would you check her condition?'

He didn't respond. I knew that he was clueless and talking smack because he was anxious, just as I was.

I looked at Aldus who observed Serina with a deep frown on his face, and I had to ask, "Is she OK?"

"I don't know." He started walking inside. "I need to examine her and see what's going on."

I was one step behind Aldus, careful not to touch the sleeping beauty. How is it possible that Aldus is carrying her without suffering? Doesn't he feel pain?

"Is this the first time this happened?"

"Do you think that half of my house gets blown up every day?", Aldus grumbled, and I realized that this is not a good time to ask questions.

"I guess if I ask you to leave, you won't.", Aldus said, to what I hummed in agreement.

There is no way I'm leaving after what I saw. I need to confirm Serina is OK, and it would be nice if I could get some other answers as well.

"Change clothes and join me in the basement. Second door on the right…"

I was wondering why Aldus is asking me to change, but then I noticed that my pants and my shirt are torn. Is that blood on my shirt? That was some blast.

When I removed my clothes, I noticed dirt and bruises. There were a few pieces of glass embedded in my skin. I removed them and cleaned myself up. With the blood and dirt gone, I could inspect my body and I estimated that it will take a day or two to heal, and I will be as good as new.

I got into the basement and found Aldus checking something on his computer. There was a pile of various instruments next to him.

Serina was lying on the table that was on the far right. She was not moving.

I got closer to Serina and observed tiny electric currents dancing over her body, disappearing under her clothes that were miraculously in perfect condition.

"How is she?", I asked.

"I can't check with all the electrical interference. There is too much noise and a few of my instruments got fried."

"Is there a way to remove electricity?"

"I made a call. Help will be here soon."

I wondered what (or who) the help is, and a minute later I got an answer.

"Who is this?", I asked with disapproval when a man enter the room.

Even by werewolf standards, he was well built, but he didn't smell like one of my kind. There was something reptilian about him.

And why was that cocky bastard wearing only pants? Did he lose his top? As a werewolf, I have nothing against exposed skin as we are used to nudity, but I am forced to dress up while he can walk half-naked. Where is justice?

The man smirked at me and then turned to Aldus and gave him a small bow.

"Graike, the Lord of Lightning is here to save the day, Master Aldus. How can I be of assistance?"

My eyes widened in realization. Graike, the lighting dragon!

Dragons are the worst! I never met one in person, but I read about them and Graike's reputation spreads far and wide. He is the ruler in his realm!

Regardless of their element, dragons care about gold and women, in that order. In addition to that, their personality and body correspond to the element they command. Earth dragons are strong and stable, fire dragons have a bad temper, and lightning dragons (like this one) are fast and unpredictable.

What did Aldus offer to Graike to get him here? Dragons are shameless, greedy, lazy, and prideful, enjoying in their dens that are full of treasures and alluring women, and getting a dragon to move is not a simple task, especially not one from the top of their hierarchy.

"Thank you, Graike, for coming here on such short notice. I apologize for not welcoming you properly." Aldus gestured toward the table. "My daughter experienced an accident. Considering the nature of her state, I hoped you can help her."

Graike's eyes lit up. "A fair maiden, indeed…" He approached Serina and observed for a few seconds before asking, "Is she a thunder mage?"

"I don't know what caused this.", Aldus responded. "How about you help her and then check? Can you remove extra electricity from her?"

Graike turned toward Serina and placed his fingers on her forearm.

The electric currents from Serina's body moved toward Graike's fingers, answering his silent summons and they entered his body.

Golden-green scales rippled over his skin before disappearing again as he absorbed the energy.

It took only a few seconds, and he opened his eyes. "It's done."

Aldus approached Serina with some instruments and started checking her condition.

"Why is she not waking up?", I asked.

Graike glanced at me. "And you are?"

"Lazarus."

Graike turned toward Serina, and his lips lifted into a smile as he observed her face, and then his gaze moved lower, over her chest, abdomen, legs… with every part his eyes crossed, his smile increased.

"Watch it…", I growled at Graike.

"I am watching.", Graike responded with a sly smile.

"You know what I mean."

"Oh? And what did you mean?", Graike challenged me.

"I see how you are looking at her. Show some respect."

"You want this Lord to show respect? Who are you to tell me that?"

I paused. Who am I to Serina? "I am Serina's friend, and I came here to take her on a date."

Graike stifled a laugh. "I don't think it's going to happen. Unless you like your women unconscious. I personally love to hear them scream my name."

Alex was scratching to get out. 'Let me out! Shameless shithead!'

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