"They are our kin, yes," Dilba explained. "But we might not get along. Humans have many factions that hate each other; why would we be different?"
Alistair nodded. He didn't want to get bogged down in politics; he still had an artifact to find.
Cough, cough...
"You... you bastard... you've got some move—wait, tiny?" Ada walked out of the rubble, bracing herself against the wall. She stared at Alistair's human form in shock.
"Tiny?" Alistair raised an eyebrow. Ada was tall, nearly 5'9", but Alistair's recent breakthrough had pushed him to a solid 6'1". In his dragon form, he had nearly doubled in size, now reaching forty meters from head to tail.
"It seems you have a preference for 'extra-large' things," Alistair's eyes turned into golden vertical slits, and his sclera turned dark purple. His muscles began to bulge, and his height increased toward ten feet. He stopped there; fighting a humanoid at forty meters was inefficient.
"Half-dragon? So the old man really did it! Come on then, let's see if a 'Dragon' is as tough as the legends say!" Ada grinned, hoisting her axe again.
"Ada!" Dilba barked. Ada froze, her excitement dying instantly as she lowered the axe.
"Tch." Ada smacked her lips and walked back to Dilba's side, looking disgruntled.
Arrogant, but surprisingly obedient, Alistair noted. "Dilba, since your subordinate is so eager to test me, why not indulge her?"
"Fine," Dilba sighed. "She was planned to be one of your breeding vessels anyway. However, I want out. Since you're going to 'duel' Ada, I'll go find that Mystic Artifact for you. I assume that's your goal?"
"That would be helpful. You know the Slit-Mouth Woman, right? Find her; she's helping me too." Alistair made a downward slashing motion with his hand.
Clang—
A double door appeared behind Dilba, opening into the real world. Once she stepped through, Alistair sealed the domain. Green flames erupted around him.
"Hey, standing there won't win you the fight!" Ada shouted, charging at him with her axe.
CLANG!
The axe hit Alistair's bare, scaled chest and went flying from the recoil, thudding into the ground.
Thud.
Ada fell to her knees, her hands trembling so hard she couldn't stand. "What... what did you do? My strength... my mana... it's mostly gone!"
"Hmm~ I don't think I explained the rules of this domain," Alistair crouched down, tilting her chin up to look at him.
"This barrier... it's not just a trap?" Ada gasped, her eyes wide. She wasn't stupid; she realized she was in a targeted seal. To deploy such a complex domain instantly was a feat even the legendary Mitzli couldn't achieve without massive preparation.
"A seal? No, no. This domain doesn't seal anything," Alistair wagged a finger. "It steals."
Alistair grabbed her by the arms and hauled her up. "Let's see... great mana. You were specializing in body reinforcement? Good. That means you won't break easily."
He tasted the mana he had siphoned from her, then fed a small portion back into her body so she wouldn't collapse.
"You really stole my power?!" Ada stammered.
"That's the least of your concerns right now. You called me 'tiny,' didn't you? Let's see if you can handle what this 'tiny' guy has for you."
Alistair released his 'Dragon Root.' Its sheer, terrifying size made the air in the domain feel heavy.
"This... the battle isn't over yet!" Ada hissed. Even with the massive, two-liter-bottle-thick cock pressing against her wet entrance, she refused to back down.
"Is that so?" Alistair grinned. He gripped her hips and gave a violent, powerful thrust, burying the monstrous organ deep inside her in one go.