The spars were less violent and more so instructional from then on, Sahqoviing was careful as to not cause injury or for me to over exert myself so i did not need any more potions.

Even though i would consider myself an expert at martial arts i still need to get used to the differences in the flow of fights of this world, because of those changes i am at a disadvantage when fighting someone more skilled like my father who can literally wipe your existence off of this world in the blink of an eye.

With him holding back i was able to get a couple strikes in, but not too many where i would be considered winning. Because of the challenge he put me through i made significant improvements in the way i fight, things like fixing old habits of committing too much to a drive and not backing off.

They might be little things, but in martial arts one tiny mistake could mean the difference between winning and losing. I have lost many fights just because i stepped too shallow or too steep and got rocked by a punch i would have dodged if i did it right.

I’m glad that i had someone so skilled to fight, you cannot improve by fighting easy opponents so in order to get stronger in this world i will need to fight the already strong. I have decided that as soon as i am back with the other 3 we will go around trying to pick a fight with anything that might be able to put up a challenge to 4 dragons.

I have my doubts that there will be anything in the first place but every legend has to have some truth behind it, and I will look for that truth.

After the unarmed combat came weapons training, but that did not take more than a single day. Father tested my comfort with weapon after weapon, everything from a spiked club to a bastard sword was used until we finally reached something that i was good at.

That something was of course a simple iron dagger, but in my hands or those of any expert such a small weapon is as deadly as any sword, bow, or mace.

I had bickered and complained my way through all of the tools until we got to my knife of choice, saying how they didn’t feel right or were uncomfortable for me to use, so when I made clear my liking to the dagger my father immediately decided i would practice using that.

The first spar we did i ended up having his throat at the tip of my blade, but he was still holding back considerably so it wasn’t really that great of an achievement.

Still, my skill with it far surpassed his expectations and he hailed me considerably as a prodegy with it and stopped the training there saying that i had already surpassed what he was capable of teaching with it.

Not surprisingly, the 6’7 brute never used anything less than a heavy one handed sword so a toothpick-like knife was nowhere near his style so he had almost no experience or knowledge for it.

I don’t understand why people pick the biggest sword they can find, there is no point in having such a large thing taking up space on a cramped battlefield, it might be overcompensating or i just don’t have the same love for the weapons that they do.

After the single armed combat training day came the final portion pertaining to fighting with fire magic.

It was basically a solo type thing involving me repeating a demonstration for about a week, but i did learn 2 lower tiered spells called flame wing and ember tail well enough to use in an actual fight.

As the names imply, i just will mana to coat my wings and tail with fire. Fire wing is a ranged spell while ember tail is for close combat, but if i swing my tail hard enough the fire does launch off of it causing it to be a multi purpose spell.

I can use both of these in both bodies, but it is far less effective while stuck in human form. The same goes for the fire and air breath and the small amounts of lightning and water i can produce, they are many times smaller than they would be if i was in dragon form.

Even though i have not learned any spells for the electric or water elements, i can still control the mana enough to form each of them, just nothing organized enough to be considered a spell. I’m hoping to get something out of mother in the future, or pry the information out of Carly after i get the twins under control.

Speaking of those girls, they’re supposed to get here along with Tyler at about noon today. We have all finished our month long crash course on how to fight.

I have no worries about Tyler seeing as he was a SEAL with me, but I’m a little skeptical on Carly and Jasmine's abilities as fighters. I highly doubt that they were anything but civilians, but they could have had a self defense class or something like that.

Class or no class, their skill should be very limited compared to ours so it fits perfectly with my plan to get them under control.

I don’t care about anything they might do as long as they know who the alpha is anything goes. I refuse to be whipped, I have never submitted to any woman besides my two mothers and I sure as hell don’t plan on starting in this new life.

Although I did get a little frightened when Jasmine turned into Queen Bitch but that’s different, really scary stuff that i wasn’t prepared for at the time.

Now that I am aware of what she is capable of I refuse to be intimidated any further, I am no ‘M’ and have never enjoyed being harmed physically or mentally, it just doesn’t sit well with me. My pathetic behavior during that first meeting has been bugging me every night since it happened, it pisses me off how I let that happen.

And then there was the Soul Bond thing that I walked myself into, that was my fault entirely but I still should have had some choice in the matter.

Weakness is something I utterly despise, I always have since childhood and it always irks me how people can just take abuse and not do anything to stop it. I mean sure there is the exception of mental trauma and scarring but if someone is just being a coward who has no spine then it irritates me to no end.

Just thinking about it makes my blood boil, I need to calm down a bit before our guests arrive…

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I did clear my head completely and my mood has turned more mellow than angry as I sit waiting in the throne room next to the King and Queen. Currently it is exactly midday and the 3 will be here any second.

The way I see it my plan has 3 outcomes: The first and the most favorable one being where I establish myself completely as the leader and dominant position of this group. The second and worst ending being me overthrown and becoming a man-slave beta who can do nothing but follow orders. I have decided that if that does happen I will either bide my time and flee with or without my friend, or bite my tongue off to kill myself, it depends on the severity.

The third outcome would be neither terrible nor beneficial but also the least likely, if the girls take a similar mentality to my own when it comes to being betas and they either run or off themselves. I have pegged this to be the least likely because they had no problem with it in our past life and their personalities do not warrant stubborn defiance.

Technically there is a fourth option where Tyler becomes the Alpha, but I can not imagine it happening so I will not even consider it.

I hear the sound of the large double doors creaking open at the end of the hall and shift my gaze towards where the 7 figures will undoubtedly enter.

First comes Tyler and his still happy looking parents, after them comes two little girls with sparkly eyes along with their still smug looking mother. Their dad has the same serious expression on as last time, it might be considered grim at this point.

Unlike the last time, the 10 of us exchange formal greetings with each other, no one says anything except for the usual ‘Hello, how have you been?’ type thing.

After the last handshake and hug, my father coughs lightly and says

“I think it’s best for us to talk in a more private place, follow me please.”

No one says anything and we follow him in silence down the long and numerous hallways until we arrive at a brilliantly red pair of crimson doors with an engraving of a dragon taking up the entire space.

I haven’t been inside of this room before as it’s pretty far away from the throne room. Judging by the fancy portrait of who I assume to be my father this room is something that belongs to him. As for what’s inside, I have absolutely no idea.

He pushes open the large metallic doors and unveils the contents of the room. In the center of the massive room is a large brown round table with the edges raised upwards, in the center is a circular map of the entire planet including the untamed wilderness. There are around 20 padded chairs for seating at the table that look more like office chairs than furniture.

The floor surrounding the the table and covering the rest of the room is a pitch black carpet material, the walls and ceiling are made out of stone which is dyed/painted a deep red color that goes very well with the black floor.

Displayed on those red walls are tens of cases each showing off a different type of exotic weapon, many of which I have never seen before like a 5 bladed sword…

I don’t know anything about swords, but wouldn’t five blades be too much? Maybe it’s just decor…

Overall the room looks nice, but I was definitely expecting something a little bit more luxurious because of the fancy door, but whatever.

We all walk into the room mutely except for Tyler's dad who goes ‘oooooooooooo’ like a kid at a museum exhibit for the first time, I’m not exactly sure of his mental state any more, maybe I’ll ask him later.

We get seated in little family groups with gaps in between us all, since Sahqoviing is the host he sits at the head and begins to address us saying

“It is now time to discuss what will become of the young ones. As you know, we have already decided that they will leave to the mortal continents, but we have yet to discuss where they will travel. My wife and I suggest Sunvaarmun, it is warm and surely there will many strong beasts to kill.”

Well, this isn’t something I didn’t know would happen, it is old news that we will be leaving, but i thought that they would have figured this out by now. Kind of annoying, but atleast I get to hear the thought process behind the choices.

Upon hearing this, the other 4 adults start to think about where they should send us. The first one to come up with an idea is the twins mother.

“I think we should put them with the elves, they have that magic academy right? That should be good training and knowledge.”

My mother doesn’t hesitate one bit before shutting the idea down

“The academy only accepts nobles an incredibly gifted individuals starting at the age of 13, none of our children look the part and won’t for a while. They can go later if they want, but right now it would never work unless we reveal them as dragons, but that would destroy the possibility of normal interactions and I for one don’t want them to grow up snobs. As for the rest of the continent, the only monsters there are in dungeons that are too high level for the younglings.”

The woman opens her mouth to say something but closes it quickly and goes back to thinking. After about a minute of brainstorming both sets of parents cannot find any reason not to send us to Sunvaarmun and concede.

With a clap and a smile my mother once again speaks up in a cheerful tone and exclaims

“Alright! Now that the boring talk is done you children can play somewhere else while we have some fun by ourselves. You leave tomorrow at dawn, you have the rest of the day to yourselves!”

Well, now that’s over i hop out of my chair and walk towards Tyler so we can leave. The adults left as soon as my mother declared the meeting over so it’s just us four in the room.

Completely ignoring the twins who were awaiting some acknowledgement, i pat my friends back and motion towards the double doors. Seeing that I want to leave without talking to the girls, he puts on a slightly puzzled face but follows me anyways.

As we walk out of the door into the hallway I can hear the hushed grumblings of Jasmine and Carly following us.

The first step of my plan is to establish that they are not as important as they seem to think that they are, I don’t really enjoy being a dick like this but it is a requirement in order to continue.

Happily walking along with my bestfriend I start some small talk to ease his concerns

“So, how was your training? I can’t really imagine either of your parents fighting, they look so happy all of the time.”

Keeping my pace, he makes a ‘hmmm’ sound and remembers the previous month

“Well, it wasn’t especially hard, but I couldn’t do anything with the swords and shit that they tried to make me use. And yeah, I have no idea why they are so giddy all of the time, it’s not like they’re airheads but they always try to crack jokes whenever they can. It was great at first but after the first year I wanted to wring their necks.”

Still continuing down the hallway, I set down a path that will lead to my room and continue the conversation

“Haha, you had weapon problems too, huh? Anything but a knife is useless to me, they might as well be wooden. Flying is fun as hell though right? I couldn’t get enough of it.”

He nods as he walks and then his face lights up

“Hey, you wanna go fly right now? It should be like 1, we can get plenty of air time in while it’s still warm out.”

See? This is why I love this kid, he comes up with the best ideas.

Grinning widely I stop and look at him for a second

“Hell yeah! Im game, let’s do it. Go right, there’s an open window right a little bit further down the hall”

When I stopped, I listened for footsteps and heard two sets of feet stop a breath after we did, confirming that they are actually still following us I quicken my pace to almost a skip and head towards the window.

We get to the two and a half meter tall opening in the wall and begin to grow our wings onto our human bodies.

I’m the first one to finish and i leap out of the window with my new 2 meter long leathery black wings, with a couple powerful flaps I begin to rocket up to the cloudline, embracing the wind battering against my face and body.

I look over my shoulder to see Tyler laughing like an idiot close behind me, I can barely even hear him because of how loud the air is as it rushes past my ears.

With a smile now on my face I begin to do a series of tricks in order to allow the girls to catch up slightly.

After my 3rd loop and 2nd figure eight the twin dragons are closing in on us so I begin to climb at almost a 90° angle once more, challenging him to a race to the top.

After a couple provocative words he begins to chase me at full speed tucking his arms and legs and allowing himself to be as streamlined as possible.

Because of the height difference between us, it might look like I’m winning but Tyler is actually going faster than me at this point. Not allowing myself to be beaten, I maximize my efforts as the clouds draw near.

I was so focussed on the fluffy white pieces of condensed water that I wasn’t even looking to see where my opponent was as we burst through into the clear space above.

The sun looks nice in the clear blue sky, but other than that the clouds are pretty messy and don’t look as nice as I expected them to be, still pretty and warm though.

With deep breathes I look over to where Tyler is hovering, also panting he has his hands on his knees and coughs a little bit. Our dragon bodies might have extra strength but we need to work on our endurance later on.

Making a mental note in my head to start doing my cardio, I stare at the decently large hole we made when piercing the clouds.

Soon after the two people I was expecting burst through the gap with even more tired breaths than ours.

Both of us have already calmed down and are breathing normally while the other two are still quite tired. Still pretending to ignore them I turn to my right to face my comrade.

“Let’s call that a tie, I couldn’t see who won through the clouds. Next time we need a ref or something to officiate and such.”

With a blank expression he immediately replies

“True, true. I don’t really know anyone that would do it though, maybe we can ask-”

After years of always being around each other he gets that I’m ignoring the twins and follows suite. He probably doesn’t know why, but he trusts me enough to just do it.

As he was saying that last bit, Jasmine got fed up and interrupted my companion rudely spitting out;

“Why are you ignoring us? Can you stop being such an asshole already? We didn’t even do anything wrong and you are being extremely rude right now, if you don’t stop we’ll-”

Baited~

“You’ll what? What will you do, exactly.”

This is the fun part, also the turning point that will decide how this goes.

That shuts her up pretty good though and she just averts her eyes to my feet as she tries to think of something witty to shoot back. It looks like she was just saying what came to mind like I thought she would and she doesn’t actually have a follow up.

Carly is standing slightly behind her also trying to think of something, although she looks more hurt than angry. I guess she isn’t as pissy as her sister is at the moment.

I need to still act tough though, it is slightly saddening to see them like this but it must be done, like a parent disciplining their children.

I look sternly at the two 7 year old winged girls in front of me and resume my battle

“That’s right, you have nothing you can do, no one else to go to except for us. The only reason you are here is because of me, remember that.”

Well, technically that’s a lie but it has some truth to it...I had nothing to do with them actually reincarnating but they are on this world because I am also here.

“Do not force me to leave you alone, because just like a few minutes ago I will do exactly that if need be. You were only by yourselves for less than 20 minutes and look at how that turned out.”

That should be it, let’s hope it worked. I turned my voice especially toxic for this occasion, so it should sound just as intimidating as I intended it to be.

They were already pretty depressed looking before I finished it, but now they’re on the brink of tears as they continue staring at the ground, this time closer to their feet.

I had seen them flinch at my words, but I had not expected it to be this effective. It appears like whatever control Jasmine thought she had is now shattered and gone as she looks at Tyler with teary eyes.

Not saying anything he keeps a strong face and nods his head signifying that he stands by with me. Even though he was pretty spooked by her tirade the first day, it looks like the defenseless little girl about to cry before him has bolstered his confidence.

As terrible as that might sound, it’s what I wanted. He needs to stay in a dominant and respected position as well otherwise he will continue to be scared.

After the cold reply, they both start openly crying saying incoherent apologies while inching closer to each other.

Definitely heart wrenching, but dirty work is still work and I have one last job.

When they are right next to each other still bawling I reach out to them and embrace them both in my arms and coo quietly to them saying

“Just listen to me from now on and this doesn’t have to happen, I hate seeing you two like this but I will not tolerate my two beautiful wives becoming demons before my very eyes.”

I can hear Tyler covering his mouth as he bursts out laughing, but the girls don’t notice as the cry even louder than before and bury their faces into my chest.

Rubbing the back of their heads with each of my free hands, I kiss their foreheads and try to console them now instead of breaking them.

Operation ‘Tough Love’ is a success.

(Hey guys, I’m looking for a P.R. so if any of you have some free time and are willing to correct my mistakes please message me later! Thanks for reading this chapter and let me know what you think in the comments!)