章 2: Fearless Fighter
I couldn't move as the hero Ray rushed towards me, I was still processing what he said. I had actually been given a name! I could never come up with a good name for myself, so I didn't. But now I finally have a name! However, Payrontu is far too long, so I shall call myself Rontu. Also, what's with the title "of Sloth"? I admit I don't do much, but it's hardly a detriment to the humans. On top of that, it's very rude! But now is not the time for that, as the hero is swiftly approaching me with a ferocious face and his holy-looking sword glowing menacingly, while I was still curled up in a scaly ball, only half awake. I turned to face him head-on, ready to repel whatever he throws at me first.
"Light Blade!" Ray shouted, and his holy sword glowed even more, before the blade grew 5 meters longer, the additional length made completely of glowing light. Ray wasted no time with his skill and leaped forward to swing it straight at my neck, but it never got that far. I didn't let it connect, and instead blocked it with my claws to ensure my safety. After a loud clang sound, his sword was repelled, not even leaving a scratch on my ivory claws. I didn't expect it to damage me, but some skills have very strange effects, and I wasn't about to under-estimate a Hero, who have a reputation for utilizing their skills to perfection.
Seeing as this battle was already rather boring, I moved forwards in a flash, probably turning invisible to the recovering hero before hitting him on the head with enough force to ring his helmet like a gong. By the time the ringing stopped, he was already on the floor, drooling on my perfectly good stone floor. Carefully picking his head up with my claws, I realized that heads were much less replaceable than arms, and switched to carrying him by them. I'm not sure quite how much abuse his body can take, and I don't want to find out in the middle of flight when his head is crushed. Lowering myself down into a clearing quite close to the nearest town - apparently called 'Malt' - I deposited my cargo and, once again, took to the air.
The sole ruler of the skies, I flew above my territory, ensuring that idiot 'hero' didn't cause too much destruction. With his stats and his weapon, he could probably kill a low ranking dragon with a long battle, let alone any monster I permitted to survive in my domain. Although his strength might be quite incredible for humans, it was not much for the ruling beasts on the other side of the mountain range that stretches far into the north and south. Checking my own status, I took great pride in seeing how weak even a 'Hero' was compared to me.
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Name: Rontu
Race: Wind Dragon
Rank: King
HP: 21 570
MP: 21 281
Magic: Wind magic, Fire magic, Water magic, Earth magic, Dark magic, Holy magic
Strength: 20 567
Endurance: 19 443
Agility: 24 176
Intelligence: 21 343
Dexterity: 23 473
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As a wind dragon of the highest ranking, king, I have a gleaming coat of scales the colour of snow, piercing golden eyes, and ivory claws and teeth which I make sure to sharpen regularly. I believe there is only one King ranked dragon of each of the main magics, and if I ever encounter one of them I will make sure to be stronger.
After finishing my patrol, finding nothing of note, I returned back to my cave at nightfall and went to sleep.
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