Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

The moment he said that, the body of the girl shivered again, confirming his own guesses. Arthur then didn't delay, as he turned around, left here, and moved directly towards the central building, causing the disturbed girl to be terrified.

"Where are you going? It's a dead end full of death and agony!" she screamed as she hurriedly ran to stand between him and the distant main building.

"Move away, or else I would be forced to act harsh," he said, as he pushed her strongly to the side, and continued walking to the front.

Every single person he met here was a slave, one with a tattoo to control his or her life. however another thought crossed his mind, about the possibility of using the tattoo to control the soul of the person.

In this case, this tattoo would be quite different than the first one, and dealing with it wouldn't be through erasing the tattoo here, but killing the controller; the one hiding in that building!

And so, he headed directly towards that building, while the poor girl kept shouting, screaming, warning, and when he reached the building she started to curse him, revealing the hidden true colors of her controller.

"Come out peacefully or else I would burn this whole village on your head," he simply shouted, ignoring the screams and curses of the girl behind. As no one replied to him, he didn't delay, transformed instantly into his dragon form, and used his tail to smash the front door and the small walls of this building into pieces.

The building seems huge, but after this simple strike, it appeared small. Inside there was a wide hall,and in the middle of it there were two girls sitting back to back, strangely identical, one black and one white in their gowns.

And they were exactly the same as the girl behind him, even in their dresses!

"See what you did, naughty little dragon, this little girl will be punished severely by me later on for her failing to trick you," a vicious old woman sound appeared from the depth of this building, with a cracking sound erupting with each move of her legs.

She was a monster, just like Arthur, and she wasn't a dragon, she was a huge winged tiger, with dark colored strips alternating with silver, making it shine before totally appearing here.

She wasn't anyway smaller than Arthur in size, and Arthur felt she wasn't weaker at all. "Who are you?" he asked.

"A good question, am I an enemy, or a friend? That's something you should decide by yourself," she asked, as she moved, heading slowly towards the two closed eyes girls. "As for this girl, I have no much use for you, do you want her? If not I will have to kill her."

Arthur didn't know why, but he felt a strange familiarity with this winged tiger's way of speech. He had some vague resonance, getting stronger with each time the tiger spoke up.

Also the attitude of the tiger was weird, if she was cornered, why wouldn't she resist? If she was strong, why lean towards trickery and bargaining?

"Are you afraid of me?" he smirked, while moving his tail right and left, feigning his preparation to attack.

"Afraid? Hahaha, son you are tens of thousands of years early to stand against me! hahaha," the tiger laughed, however Arthur felt a nervous feeling inside her tone; she was scared of him!

And another thing, he had already discovered the strange familiarity he felt, and when he did he realized what was going on here.

"Why did you try to go to the sealed warehouse?" he asked, as he knew the main goal of this old hag was to sneak into that defensive barrier.

"What matters to you? If you don't want a big battle right here, then you should step aside and break that barrier for me. in return you will also get this poor little girl."

"Sorry," Arthur said, as he started to step into the building, with each of his steps crushing the ground to pieces, "I don't deal with vengeful cursed souls from ancient times anymore," he said, as he splashed his fiery breath towards the two girls in front, burning the two in a blink of an eye.

"Noooo!" The tiger screamed before its body vanished, as for the two girls, one turned into specks of light, headed directly towards the outside girl, while the other was black, kept circling inside a small illusionary circle without any way to escape.

"A summoning array, one of the creepiest soul arrays I have ever heard of," he shook his great head as he turned to glance at the girl behind, who lost her consciousness and fell to the ground the moment her soul returned to her, "the question is if her soul is strong enough to live, or I came too late? Sigh!"

He then watched the dark old soul, like the soul of the ancient dark dragonair master inside the cursed book, burn piece by piece into ashes.

He discovered all this, but he didn't know why that hag was so persistent to go and unlock the defensive barrier over the warehouse. Arthur then glanced at it, before shouting at the high up Tina:

"Please attack the defensive barrier from your place."

In a moment, Tina's voice came from the thick fog surrounding the peak:

"What barrier? Where is it?"

Arturh didn't reply in words, as he flipped his wings and then let his energy go out for a single brief moment before stopping it. The energy exited his body in the form of a ball of fire falling over the nearby shield, hitting and lightening it all up to be apparent to the high up Tina.

"Alright," she simply replied after a moment before a showering attack of ice fell over the shield, starting to consume it.

As for Arthur, he returned to his human form just near the unconscious girl. He went to her, made her sit, and then put both his hands over her back. A wisp of his energy entered her body, looking for any hidden mark or tattoo or remnants of that dark foul energy.

"Roar!"

A face welcomed him, and instantly his dragon shadow appeared behind his body, opened its mouth and gulped entirely this mouth.

"Interesting, the quality of this cursed tattoo is much higher than anything else I have met so far," he muttered, as the strength of this mouth was apparently higher. "Let's see if there is a residue of energy inside you," he mumbled before closing his eyes, focusing on analyzing the weak body of this girl.

He felt some sympathy with her, as after all he also faced the same dilemma when he was dealing with his cursed book. If not for Amanda's timely intervention, he might have ended in a much worse fate than this girl.