“Find Ealion, find Ealion, find Ealion, but who the fuck is he?” Pondered Stephen in his office room. The sun rose from behind the skyscrapers of the city indicating the beginning of a new day. Even though Stephen had not slept during the night, his eyes were wide open.

Stressing out, he looked for an alternative solution. He took out his orb, and started chanting, which resulted in the item turning grey. This functioned as a magic GPS, which sensed outbursts of magic energy. It could be disrupted by Wi-Fi and Bluetooth signals, though. Stephen had wires and equipment that converted different signals to digital ones, so he connected the orb to his private television, which was 4K. Not that he had the money, a customer had given him after Stephen saved their daughter’s life.

The magic sphere showed several magic outbursts in the city, the closest and biggest of which was in an Eastern striptease bar, featuring non-citizen women with exotic body types, bosoms and skin colours.

How does Stephen know all of this? He had a job there not long ago, where he had to get rid of a sphynx, who had no intention of withdrawing from the establishment. He had to impersonate someone with mental disabilities, make the sphynx think he would be one of them, then force it to make an easier question, as sphynx believe in extreme equality, and done. It disappeared when he answered ‘how to swallow your saliva’ question.

When he opened his door, he realized his secretary had not come to work. Since he had lots of things to take care of, he closed the office, and ignored her absence. That sla… striptease club in Eastern district was in the vicinity of his office, he only needed to travel about twenty minutes by bus.

He walked to the closes bus stop, and waited for the next vehicle to arrive. When he entered the vehicle, he saw that every seat but one was used, so he went there and sat down. It was between two girls, who were behind him, and two guys talking about nonsenses in front of him. Next to him was an ordinary person, who had their ear plugged.

“I gave Josh the upper hand…” One of the girls started talking, which Stephen could eavesdrop on. Not like he wanted to, her voice was filled with pride and strength. Having a disgusting bitchy intonation, she forgot about her dignity.

“Really? I though you are with Aiden.” Exclaimed the other.

“Don’t tell him, okay?” The former smiled.

“I had the chance to meet his friend, though. We met at a party and get to know each other.”

“OMG, that is amazing. I wish that would happen to me, too, like all the time.”

“Girls, please.” Said Stephen aloud. They didn’t wink an eye.

“We finished our conversation at the bedroom, if you know what I mean.”

“How’s things with Jerry?”

“I left him. He did not pay attention to my womanly needs.”

“Bitch.” Murmured Stephen. This could be a reason not to use public transport. The girls, who were about seventeen years old, did not hear his words, even though its strength was pretty decent.

“I got to suck his phallus, if you know what I mean.”

“What did you suck?”

“Phallus.”

“I don’t know what that is.”

“Neither do I. I heard it at literature lesson, and our new teacher is sooo sexy, I learnt it all of a sudden.”

At this moment Stephen got up, turned around and started his deviation monologue. “Would you like to hear all about the cream located on the tip of my penis?”

“What, GROSS, old man…”

“Because I do not fucking care about you. I did not hear your answer. This or shut the fuck up.”

“Fucking creep…”

“Do not eavesdrop on us just like that.”

“I didn’t want to, you were loud and clear in all your aspects.” Stephen started to undo the button on his trousers just to be dramatic. He had no intentions to pull off such an explicit act.

The girls got scared and shifted their heads away. When he turned back, he saw a woman sat down at his seat.

“Would you mind giving me back my seat?” asked Stephen politely.

“What? Why didn’t you give me your seat in the first place? I am a woman, you know.”

“Injured your legs?”

“No.”

“Are you pregnant?”

“NO. How dare…”

“Are you old?” Asked Stephen with a cold facial expression enough to deactivate a volcano.

“NO, fucking pig…”

“Ehh…” Stephen realized he shouldn’t fight over a useless seat next to two very delicate girls, so he signed a truce with himself. The bus stopped, and an old woman got on. Having a bag with wheels, she ruthlessly pushed through the crowd, distorting toes and causing casual pain to the others. Stephen had enough, so he left the vehicle.

Walking there took about fifteen minutes. The smell of excrement and rotten organic matter invaded his nostril, irritating his very existence. This was the end of his walk as he arrived at the outskirts of the club, spotting many bouncers near the entrance, all of who were having blonde hair and green eyes.

“Shling Shlong, Shlipp Shlopp?” Asked Stephen, showing off his foreign language skills.

“The fuck are you talking about?” Asked one of the bounces, who seemed not to understand what he meant to say. “Whose is a dick drinking piss?”

Stephen stood there blankly. ”I feel they will punish me for this…”

“Why are you here, just to insult us?”

“I’ve come to take a look at the girls… Sorry about that…”

“Go before I change my mind.”

“Reasonable reaction. Your boss must be an asshole, if you are that tolerant.”

“This place is mine.” Replied the bouncer, who was indeed the manager here.

Stephen stopped talking and went in before being stabbed to death in a shady alley that smelled like his darkest nightmares.

Scouting the building, he did not see anything unusual, so he ordered a drink and sat down next to the bar. Although he was interested in one of the girls, the staff told him to wait since she was busy dealing with another customer. He felt strangely during his wait, not because somebody put drugs in his drinks, but because he felt magic vibes from the private booth, where the previously mentioned pair was located. Approaching the booth he noticed a blonde man beside it, throwing his money at a girl, which appeared to be an illusion. The girl thought he was getting the banknotes, but as soon as it flew behind her vision, it dissolved into nothingness and emitted blue sparks that withdrew from this cruel world soon after being summoned. The guy even said “You won’t believe me, but my dong is at least two metres long…”

Then the man noticed being stared at.

“Sit down, Absolver.” He exclaimed happily. “I rarely get to watch human tits jolting around my face for free, you know…”

“For free???” The girl, who had a gorgeous body by the way, was outraged by his statement. Turning around, she saw the money not being. She slapped the man and left. Even the way she walked displayed her fury.

“Do I know you?” Asked Stephen.

“We have never met in the flesh.”

“Great.” He sat down beside the mysterious man.

“Name’s Ealion.”

“Stephen. Guess why I am here.”

“I know. Could you let me enjoy myself a little longer?”

“What?”

“You came for the cure of cancer, didn’t you?” He smirked. “Just joking. Kami told me about your destiny. I have to give you the Aephala.”

“Aephala?”

“The source of all magic.”

“It’s a general experience of mine that mortals do not get along well with magic…”

Ealion’s facial expression became more and more stern. Then he looked into his eyes.

“Stop reading my mind…” Stephen asked, his privacy was invaded yet again. “Look, I do not like to be analysed by magic creatures. It’s like being raped from the inside. You take the magic, put it in me and drag it around without my consent.”

“Sorry. There was something I had to check.”

“What?”

“You’ll know soon enough.”

“I’ve grown tired of this conversation.” Stephen’s eyebrows were so stiff he could lift a car with it.

“Am I that bad? My friends told me I excel at being friendly with humans…”

“Let me guess. A dragon…” Stephen sighed.

“The Golden Scale itself…” He bowed.

“What type are you? I have never seen one before.”

“My parents were both of a different breed, which means the fourth type, if we count those asshole wyverns in. Last time they banished me to the Dimension of Eternal Sorrow. It was just a prank, bro. My ass… Fucking hipsters of the dragon world…”

“My master told me about you. You are the Dragon of Justice and leader of the Dragon Council. One of the strongest beings in the world. I never thought we would meet one of you in a densely populated area…”

“We tend to visit the city once or twice. We like to let the steam off in a similar way humans do.”

“Really?”

“Last time I came here, I was with a friend and drunk. We blew up half of the city. The earthquake might have been in the news ten years ago.”

“Wait, wasn’t that a pitlord?”

“It was my drunk friend. He vomited all over the city, so we had to make up the whole thing. I played the pitlord and made your master believe he captured me. With that prison he had wouldn’t even capture an imp.”

“Eh?”

“Never mind. We have to go.” Ealion opened a portal.

“I thought you would fly.”

“I do not like to, maybe because my technique has an identity crisis as it uses both magic and physical force to go on. I am misbegotten, you know…”

Stepping through the portal, Stephen found himself at an ancient valley, which was forbidden to intrude. This was a sacred place, no one could enter. And there was a sign at the entrance not to intrude, since it deteriorated one’s health pretty quickly.

An amulet was shining in the distance, behind the blue waterfall. Glimmering, shining and twinkling with a strong mixture of blue, purple and pink reflections, it displayed huge prestige and power, the latter of which Stephen felt strongly.

“That is the Aephala.” He flicked and the amulet disappeared and reappeared at his hands, floating upon his palm.

“Great. What should I do with it?”

“You’ll know when you get there.” He handed over the amulet.

“Look, I am getting tired of your…” Suddenly, he found himself in his office. In the blink of an eye, he was teleported to his room, without his clothes.

“Damn, this amulet is a prick…”