AN: As I said folks, it's another NSFW chapter. Whereas tomorrow's will contain some fluff.

As always folks, thank you for reading thus far. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, please do not hesitate to voice them.

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Needless to say, we were allowed through without much hassle after the little display of might from our robes. Which was strange, to be honest, as we could have been carrying a plague of some sort to infect the entire populace of the port city, and yet they would still allow us passage into it. Well, even though we were given way to enter, we still had to pass through some sort of inspection. This time, a conjurers'.

For you see, the one we passed through was for commoners and merchants, whereas this other was on another side of the wall which protected such a place from those with which would come from the land. We did not know of such a place, but it did not seem to matter, as they were quite pleased with the show of might upon those of whom were frightened by such things. "That was amazing what you did back there," squeaked a small, mouse-kin girl-child of whom was charged with retrieving us. It wore a simple robe with dark blue hues, and the same odd pointed hat the other mouse-kin had a few turns ago.

Indeed, and I felt the eyes of hunger fall upon the creature from behind my person. This, of course, led to my own hooded head to shake slowly until they quelled their hunger. "We're almost there," it squeaked once more, as it led us through the dirtied streets of the city and towards the eastern section where the docks resided. However, instead of turning towards the water, we were simply directed towards a small building nearest the gate. Of which was guarded by a pair of pink robed individuals with the features of lion beastwomen about their selves.

These individuals seemed relax, until we came upon them. Once they noticed the three of us walking behind the squeaking girl-child, they retrieved their hoods and a pair of swords were within their hands pointing at us. This action did not seem to bother the little mouse-kin, who seemed to have moved off to the side with a smirk upon its lips.

"Master," whispered the twins with a twinge of urgency within their throats. However, I simply raised a clawed hand to quell their fears as I approached the pair.

"Move aside," my voice rumbled, shaking the earth beneath their feet. Of which caused their eyes to express confusion, before righting themselves and advance upon my position with care. "Very well," I gave an exasperated sigh, as their bodies were crushed into the ground of which they stood. The pair weren't even allowed to release a sound, as their bodies were ground into paste by my will alone.

As this was occurring, the mouse-kin had found itself between the twins' blades, as their metallic clawed hands gripped their knives, and pricked the female's flesh with their tips. Of course, this caused it to become fearful, until a voice as clear as a silver bell rang out with, "Stop." This other which called for us to cease in our ventures was another mouse-kin female, but was an adult and had the same garb as the smaller who was being held up by Val'ruum with the knives of Sal'ruum pressing against its throat and chest.

"Release her," it growled towards my servants, of whom had been revealed as Draconians. This was, of course, brought on by their movements of haste to capture the girl-child. Of which blew back their hoods to expose their features to the world. Unfortunately, they also seemed to have brought unwanted attention upon themselves, as beastial creatures wearing iron armour seemingly appeared out of nowhere to surround the pair.

"Master," they hissed with anger, as their translucent gold barriers activated in this event of hostility.

"You will let them be," I growled as my own voice shook the earth around this ring of creatures. Of which caused them to glance upon my person with a mixture of indignation and fear. "These are my servants, and those who wish to take them from my person will die." To emphasise my point, the paste which was the pair of lion beastwomen flowed out of their small craters, and splashed those of whom would take from me that which is mine by rights.

This action caused many to flee, as they noted the misshapen skeleton of the beastwomen of which were once the guards placed in front of the small building. Later, I would come to know this pair were once the strongest of the conjurers within the city, and that they were well respected amongst various circles. However, this did not concern my person, as all would soon come to know that I was here not for anything beyond conquest.

"You..." The female mouse-kin near the building next to the gate quivered with fright as it watched with a horrified gaze upon what I had done. "You... monster," liquid had flowed down its legs, creating a small puddle upon the ground before collapsing into such filth.

"Disgusting," my voice came out as another growl, as I called over my servants, and told them to release the mouse-kin. Of which rushed to the fallen other, and glared upon my person with a heated stare.

"Master?" Whispered Val'ruum, as the twins hid themselves beneath their hoods once more.

"We know where they are, and shall return soon enough," I replied in the language of their home world, which caused all others to become curious as to what I had just spoke of, "Come, let us resume our mission. Once it is completed, we shall return for them."

*

There is something oddly satisfying in watching that which is supposed to be the embodiment of strength, law, and order flee from my person upon our approach. Even though word has spread to not stand before us, a few still tried. Of which caused their bodies to crumpled into small orbs of metal and flesh, as we passed them by.

"It seems they are still trying, Master," hissed Val'ruum as an arrow ricocheted off of the barrier still glowing about his person.

"Such tiresome acts need only be ignored," was my reply, as a line of five armoured individuals stood in our way. These five had blocked off the street leading towards the city's slave markets and underworld. Of which had garnered my interest as we passed a long line of chained Dragonocks being led towards such an area.

"Move," I commanded the being to the far right of the line. Of whom I would have commended for its fearful valour in opposing my demands any other day, but it was irritating that they continued to do so.

"Y-y-you ar-e t-t-to c-c-o-come w-with u-u-u-us-s," it stammered as it raised its kite shield and short sword towards my body.

In response to such demands, the body of such a creature was crumpled into another orb of iron and flesh. To which I turned to the next individual down the line, and commanded that they move. Unfortunately for this group, all of them were crumpled into such orbs, of which allowed us to resume our trek towards the slave pits. Whereupon we did witness many stands with which hawkers began to spout their words of sale to a growing crowd of jeering, bestial creatures. From within such a place, I and mine secreted ourselves amongst the shadows to avoid any more delays, and simply watched the proceedings in silent.

"Master," hissed Sal'ruum with great anger, as an enlarged pig of a beastman brought forth a long line of Draconian and Dragonock children. What is more, all of them were female and bore scars about their bodies. To this end, my anger peaked enough that I unconsciously summoned several of my Undying about my person. Of whom were all of my own females, each with the charge of safeguarding the tomb full of children before the Tribunal destroyed it all.

They shared my silent anger, even more so, as the bulbous creature had its hired hands forcibly removed the children's thin clothing from their chained bodies. Of which caused all within the crowd to jeer, whoop and holler as they called out if they were without the touch of a male. These queries caused the large beastman to order its hands to lift a young, screaming female and display that which is betwixt its legs for all to see.

"It still has a hymen," roared one of the closer beings, of which caused the world's time to cease its flow.

For you see, my dear audience, I detest having others harm children. Especially when others lust after their small bodies, which causes something within my mind to snap. Hence, our laws upon our world of Terra. Which state to never harm another child in such a way.

I, on the other hand, was infuriated. The shadows about our persons responded to such fury by binding themselves to my person, whilst my voice chanted a spell in a language even I did not know of at the time. This spell, by the by, was a transformation spell. Of which caused my entire being to warp itself into a shadow creature with draconic features spread about.

This went further, as wings of great length erupted from my back, bringing for three pairs of varying sizes whilst the middle was much larger than the rest. These wings allotted my person to disappear for, but a moment, then reappear high above the port city the naked girl-child in my arms. Whereas the arms of the one which held onto it only a moment before, fell to the earth just as time resumed itself.

"Wha-?" Began one of the enlarged creature's handlers, before it screamed from the pain of losing its arms.

"What is going on?" Shouted the slaver, who was looking for the child that was no longer there, whilst the others huddled amongst themselves in fear of the other. Especially when it brought out a long whip and glared about the audience. It wasn't until others began to point at the heavens above, did the other turn to find the child in the arms of my person.

"That is my property," it howled as the shadows about my person slowly receded to the point of revealing my body.

This body of mine had sprouted leaf shaped scales all about its skin, which were much harder than iron despite being so thin. Yes. My scales were thin, and if one were to consume such a thing, they would soon grow these scales as well. What is more were my clawed hands, which were able to rend through iron as though it were naught, but parchment left to soak in the rains. My wings, on the other hand, were metallic in nature, as were my clawed feet which had become much like the talons of a great bird. Then there was my scaled tail which was longer than the previous, and can be moved with a single thought. Truly, it was strange to be in such a body. However, I still did not have a beating heart, for which I am grateful as I would not wish to live once more.

Now, the girl-child that was in my arms had been staring upon my person with eyes as wide as saucers, as my own gaze of emerald orbs stared upon its form for a brief moment. She was of the Dragonocks, having only her face, neck, and limbs covered in scales. There were no claws upon the tips of her small hands and feet, only bloody tips which caused my mind to flare once more with anger and a twinge of madness. The rest of her body, however, did not have any scales about it and appeared to be the same type of skin a normal human would have.

However, she was still naked.

To this, from my own will, did I summon up the shadows which receded themselves from my person to coat our bodies fully. Upon their removal, endarkened leathers had appeared upon both of our forms, covering everything which needed to be covered from the eyes of the world.

"Are you alright?" My voice startled my mind for a moment, as it came out as though a chorus of devils echoed my words amongst themselves somewhere close by. This, too, startled the child, of whom looked about before clinging to my neck once it realised how high up we truly were. To this action, I merely chuckled as I supported her body with one arm whilst my free hand rubbed her upper back slowly.

"You bastard," howled a familiar voice, as I turned my own head to stare upon the enlarged creature of whom pointed a limp whip towards my person, "Don't you dare ignore me!"

Of course, I ignored him once more and lifted my free clawed hand high above my head. "Flare: Mark: Draconian; Dragonock; Undying; Mouse-kin," I did not intone such a spell for these words, and yet the spell of "Flare" simply came to my person. For those who do not know, this simple spell will mark a target for up to a single turn of the sun by simply having a wisp of cold fire hovering above their heads. No, there is no way to put it out, nor hide it, unless your strength was equal to or greater than the one who cast such a spell upon you.

For this one, my spell of "Flare" would split itself innumerably, until it marked all of those who are of the races I had called out, within an area I designate. In this case, those of whom are within the city and around the docks would become marked for my next spell. However, this one was not a simple incantation, but of that which is contained within an object.

This object was none other than the Eye of Gol, which was a palm sized orb that glowed with a baleful, sickly green light upon the world around my person. "Come to me," my voice cried out unto the heavens, as storm clouds rose around my person casting the world below into a darkness so perfect, it would appear to others the Abyss had come to swallow them whole.

"Come to me, for I have summoned thee," my voice rumbled greatly, shaking the earth below as it echoed with the chorus of devils about my person. This caused the child in my arms to cry out in fear, to which I sent to sleep with a single thought from my will.

Far below, the earth continued to shake, as something far beneath the earth sought for the freedom of above. Within mere moments, the earth erupted in a shower of stone and dirt, as skeletal bodies of those who were long dead rose up and glared at those still living. Of course, this sparked mass panic, as a multitude of bodies did their best to swarm past the skeletal creatures which had appeared all around them.

"Here me, O creatures of Gol," my voice boomed high above, and I watched as nearly all eyes moved towards my person as the world lit up from torches, spells, and violet lightnings from within the clouds near my body. "Ye who are of Gol, obey my command. For I hold the Eye," and I held it up high, showing the creatures below who had the right to command them, "Do not harm those with cold fire atop their heads." The rest, however, grew into a panic upon my next words.

"Kill the rest."