Tania, the dragons numbering 50 and humans spent their time producing, developing bases, defending themselves and occasionally supporting invading forces.

But as time went by, there was always more fighting.

Tania was getting rough with everyone and when she finally bought a molecular copier, she had it mass-produced from the Havana she had brought with her. But secretly she was using cristals and make powerful drugs from them and her size and strength increased but so did her bad temper.

One day she dragged Argentrix among the soldiers. But Argentrix obeyed her like a little dog and her father like that.

"Here you're nothing, Argentrix. Gold, silver and classification mean nothing.

You're not a princess or a goddess. That's over. Everyone puts their life in danger just to survive.

No favouritism.

Dragons and humans threw stones and sand at Argentrix and Fomalhaut, but Tania raised her wing to protect them."

"Enough! It is I who punish here!"

She threw sharp feathers to those who still had a stone in their hands or legs.

They regretted lifting their paw on the dragoness.

Tania: "Fomalhaut, you will scout with the sand dragons. And you, Argentrix, will work in the infirmary and help your comrades."

Life went on. Days became weeks and weeks became months.

More and more battles and survival missions.

She smoked, smoked and smoked and made everyone cough.

But worst of all, her violence took over.

Love became dominance and one day she dragged Argentrix into her room and kissed her.

Argentrix, who loved and adored Tania, was now afraid and feared her.

Then came the rape.

Tania got excited about Argentrix and introduced her to the subtle pleasures of the flesh.

And a game of master-slave began with the dragon.

The worst part was that she wanted more. Her innocence shattered and Argentrix, slowly and surely, became Tania's right-hand man, her boot-licker, or rather, her talon-licker.

Fomalhaut was psychologically tortured and then raped in turn, but sexually by Tania.

Nimbus, it was a miracle that he was still alive but he had equipped the ship with the latest technology, bought and especially stolen on the battlefield.

More powerful and compact engines were installed to increase the size of the chambers.

They knew they were still on Sahelia for a long time and Tania was "playing the bad guy" to avoid fracturing the community. Anything could explode at any time.

Everyone was homesick and all they could think about was escaping from this furnace of violence and madness.

But Tania knew what was going on and she instilled an iron discipline to deal with the abject hardships that awaited them.

They won battle after battle, but following her network of information and multitudes of charm spells, the Mordos were losing the war, followed by the Zergs who suffered defeat at the hands of the Krulls and their Prophete Josh, the Clerc who brought the local tribes, the sandmen together and managed to be accepted by the giant drakes. They looked like small lizardmen, like kobolds. He uses them as a weapon and devastates everything in his path.

The Zergs turned to Baast, the warlord, a beast of cruelty rivaling the demon Belial, God of bestiality and (sexual) perversity.

Baast: "If Josh Krull controls the drakes, he controls the recolt of cristals, but a backward battalion of Mordos, alien navigators stranded in our system have been resisting the drakes for over 2 years. They even have an ambassador from their world."

Zargo Zerg : "I'm interested in you. Go on. And he took some raw meat from a bloody tray and pushed it with his pudgy fingers into the mouth of his general, Baast.

He smiled: "They have a power superior to the Kobolds, they pulverize tanks with unknown powers, they heal their wounded instantly and resist all known armaments.

Their leader is a gigantic scaly and winged creature that tears and twists heavy tanks with its claws like a sheet of paper and all our weapons bounce off them.

They are very few in number and are exploited by the Mordos, a classic move for mercenaries who end up bankrupt or in cannon fodder for the Mordos.

We could join them in our cause, with a little "persuasion?????".

BAAST... MY DEAR BAAST... YOU'RE GREAT...

WHAT I WOULD DO without you??

And he grabbed a beardless young virgin and pulled out his heart with his clawed hands, blood squirting out of him. He lifted him up above his head and flew away in his anti-gravity suit.

He took a shower of blood and crushed the lifeless body on a wreath of flowers, creating a true still life, a Zerg masterpiece.

Then he turned around to take a shower where the water flowed freely, a waste of resources but to demonstrate his power.

He shouted and laughed, followed by his son and Baast. The spectacle having visibly rained.

A few days later, Argentrix, "visited" by Tania's care, let out a groan.

"Tania, I love you... Again..."

Meanwhile, Fomalhaut moaned and Marise came to sit next to him.

She leaned against the dragon lying down.

At this point, there was no more intimacy and humans and dragons were familiar with each other. The only good thing about this hell.

"I beg your forgiveness for mother... What she's doing is awful."

Fomalhaut lowered his head to get a better look at Tania's ward.

"It is she who sent you to torment me?"

She put her hand on the paw of the dracosire who had meanwhile lost his golden luster for a normal silver.

Fomalhaut: "She gave us everything but she makes us pay. She's a monster. She's no better than the Executrix. She licks the boots of the Mordos to get more powers, more weapons, as if it was her war, and she's so caught up in the situation that she masturbates without hiding in front of the officers, so much she enjoys the fight.

She rapes, takes, tortures and hurts the other dragons as painfully as possible and the humans are like rugs in front of her. She could marry Zargos...

But Tania overheard the conversation in secret, and a hint of grief invaded her drug-filled heart.

Marise and Fomalhaut didn't detect her, her powers having become superior.

Marise said, "I know she's doing all this to keep us together.

Tania thought, "Thank you, little one. Her grief is a little relieved, but it's all for the best."

Marise: "I don't recognize her anymore. We only stay with her because we have a chance to get out of this, but we should go to the Kobolds before they become our enemies. We can survive in hiding like your wild dragon ancestors."

Fomalhaut kissed the girl's skull.

"You're right, little one. But we can't go on like this anymore. Eventually she'll drive us to our death in a murderous madness and only a handful will survive to face even stronger enemies. It's a cycle of violence that never ends."

The coup de grâce was Marise's last words that eventually broke Tania's heart.

Marise: "I love Mama Tania but I don't recognize her anymore. She's mean and vicious now.

She raped you and she raped Argentrix. Look at her... She's lost her golden glow too, worse than you. She's going for it. She's completely forgotten about Ivan... Who, though black and a hydra in the end, kept his heart... Poor Ivan...

Fomalhaut ... She even touched my little ... She corrupted her into a warlord.

I don't even know if we should come back if we had the chance. What would my family think? Especially for letting corruption and vice invade my poor little one...

"She cackles like a duck at the orders this Jurassic monster gives her."

Marise: "I love Mum, and that's why I'm going to murder her."

"Tania went outside, dead with grief, and she flew away. She thought of leaving them to their sad fate and then she shook her head. NO... I've never given up on a mission...

She fantasized over and over again about all the positions and things to do between two dragoons and even thought about group sessions to spice things up even more, believing it would boost the morale of "her" troops. She was very much mistaken and most of them did not fall for it, but were brooding about a revenge commensurate with her cruelty.

Since she had neither maimed nor killed anyone, they were thinking of a way to make her pay for her humiliations.

Anger and revolt were brewing and everyone agreed to abandon her on Sahelia once the opportunity arose.

She got drunk and smoked an inordinate amount of cigars and drugs that the fire alarms had to be disabled.