"Who knew I'd get a deal like this? Buy one, get one free?" Luxuria broke into a delighted laugh as she watched Roland charge toward her.
"Now that's an appetite," Nightwing remarked. "Looks like we're safe this time."
"I didn't think we'd actually lure you here, Roland."
The sky above the forest darkened abruptly. With Luxuria at its center, rings of black energy spread rapidly outward. Everything within a hundred-meter radius became a dark domain that gave off faint wisps of smoke.
"So Mordred was right. A beautiful woman really does work wonders on you." A languid voice rang out. A man behind the carriage shifted, revealing his true form: a Crystal Dragon more than ten meters long.
"Acedia? What are you doing here?" Luxuria asked, staring at the Crystal Dragon in confusion.
"What else could get me out here to work?" Acedia said. "His Majesty's orders, of course."
"True. Only His Majesty could drag a lazy dog like you out here." Luxuria sighed. "So, could you leave the younger one for me?"
"I don't care. Ask them." Acedia shrugged. "But one of them isn't as easygoing as I am."
A red glow flared deep in the forest. A massive red Flood Dragon, wreathed in fire, soared out of the light. "You're all going to die!"
"What rotten luck. Ira's here too," Luxuria said glumly.
Ira's scales were crimson, and a row of antlers crowned his head. Black armor covered his body, while his dark-gold serpentine eyes gleamed coldly.
"Not bad, Dragon Might. Just the three of you?" Roland punched the red Flood Dragon and sent him flying.
"And me!" Gula walked out holding a bag of potato chips.
"They're not even trying to keep up the act," Roland muttered, his mouth twitching. Where would anyone get potato chips in