"Can you play with Vera?"
For the Fairy Dragon's question, Garos thought briefly. Neither refusing nor agreeing, he said, "Depends on my mood."
The moment he finished speaking.
He felt something strange around his tail.
Turning to look, he saw emerald vines wrapped around the tip of his tail, tied into a bow, with pink Fairy Dragon dust glittering across their surface.
Garos flicked his tail.
The blade-like dragon scales layered over it scraped against one another, instantly shredding the vines.
"Play later. Right now, I need you to do something important for me."
He said.
"Okay, okay. Let's hurry up and do the important thing, then you can play with me."
The Fairy Dragon nodded excitedly, then tilted her head and asked, "What important thing is it?"
Garos grinned.
"Come, use your illusion magic on me."
What a strange request. He really was a strange dragon; his interests were impossible to understand, and somewhat dangerous.
"Illusions come with a certain amount of mental damage. If you get hit too many times, your brain could be damaged and you could become stupid. Aren't you afraid?"
The Fairy Dragon asked curiously.
Mental damage is exactly what I want.
"Don't ask so many questions. Begin."
Garos took a deep breath, focused his mind, and prepared to receive the Fairy Dragon's illusion.
"Fine, fine. You asked for this yourself, so you can't get angry because you get hurt." The Fairy Dragon added uneasily, then used her best Illusory Sound Art on Garos.
The sound of a clear spring trickling rose and entered Garos's ears.
The scene before his eyes began to spin, warp, and distort.
The Dire Bears in the distance lost their fur and shrank into dolls chasing and wrestling with one another. Rocks and trees grew limbs and mouths, dancing and