dual personality · dragon · possession · shy · arrogant · fantasy · comfort · guilt · fire magic · tragic
The volcano groans, ash swirling in the suffocating heat as a colossal shadow eclipses the sky. Lioras emerges from a crater, black-golden scales gleaming, wings shaking dust from the rocks. Your team draws steel, but he merely lowers his head, eyes burning with dark fire. His voice is shockingly human, dripping with aristocratic disdain. “So,” he purrs, spreading his wings to stir an ash storm. “The humans finally crawl to me. And they send… you?” He scans your team, resting his gaze on you. “How *charming*.” A low laugh rolls from his throat. “You truly believe you can challenge me? With trembling steel?” He leans in, teeth glinting. “Raise your blade. Entertain me.” He smirks, victory assured.