Army of the Damned

VOLUME 5 Chapter 5

Holding Bahamut like a pet, Paul walks amongst the night sky of the city of Sulpihitius, since Bahamut's back was full of spiky thorns, the Knight General when rubbing her always does it with her belly which she absolutely loves. Her back feets kicking as she enjoys the rub.

"M'Lord, I've always wondered when you first met Bahamut."

"Oh Alana, that's one long ass story. One full of sniffing through guides and switching servers. I'm probably saying words you don't understand right now but let's just say it's been fun."

"I'd love to hear it. You two seem to have formed a deep bond."

"Long story short, I collected a million Dragon scales, went up to the peak of Devil Mountain where I dodged Wyverns and Dragons like there's no tomorrow. As a Wyvern can easily take out even a leveled Death Knight like me without a problem if not prepared. It was painful, stressful and annoying."

"What's a Wyvern? The Dragons in Threa never did have a four legged form such as Bahamut."

"Really? Well a Wyvern... it's a two legged Dragon that has so imbalance it takes them a ton of energy to take off from normal flat grounds. Anyway, I went up the peak of Devil Mountain, submitted the Scales I got which gave me one metallic Dragon God scale which I was supposed to put on this Table that's supposed to be an Altar."

Elizabeth puts her hand up her chin, noticing a pattern.

"You seem to have performed a ritual to the Gods. One that even included an extremely rare and valuable item."

"I guess so, like after putting the metallic Dragon Scale that was larger than my hand which is crazy big, Bahamut appeared! In her tiny form, Not gonna lie, I was absolutely taken aback by her cuteness."

While retelling their story, Bahamut rubs her head at his chest, enjoying being pampered by him while in his head, he remembers that fateful day. Since he was wearing full Eldritch Armor made out of Dark Ingots, he didn't care for Bahamut's spiky spine and just cuddled the little thing.

"What was her form before that M'Lord?"

"A giant ass super scary jet black armored Dragon of doom and destruction that has a world ending capability that is absolutely insanely powerful... but now she's nothing but a tiny Dragon that acts like a house cat and or a cheerful dog at times."

The Queen could sense something though, as something is watching them. But seeing how many people there were, she merely shrugs it off and goes back into their lively conversation.

"That is... hmm..."

"Also, no buying. None of you have your money so it's up to me to pay for anything you two get or damage. And remind ME if I get caught up in the window shopping and buy something... I am very... susceptible to good items that I can buy."

"Why? Do you buy random Potions that you think will help you M'Lord?"

"Oh woman, aside from that. I have ones that I've randomly picked up. All piled and piled back at my home..."

Elizabeth on the other hand comes up close to him and helps rub Bahamut's tummy, making the small Dragon kick a little more as the Vampire could easily control her fingers' lightness and gives the little Dragon one of the best tummy rubs of its life. Alana on the other hand sees a large dress shop full of frilly long dresses. She tugs Paul and drags the two with her to it. Inside, the Knight General had to give the pampered Bahamut to Elizabeth as Alana was getting way too much into the more expensive ones. Having to be on her side to remind her that she's only there to window shop.

"I've always wondered, but what language do you speak again Alana?"

"Romanz, It's an ancient dialect that's been used by people who've herald from the Northern regions of Schon."