It was a well-eaten meal with everyone, then onward everyone would be each on their own path... Krayjer looked back at everyone one last time before stepping out of the gate. That moment from the outside, it was a temple carved into the mountain. All overgrown and broken down.
-So this is your home, how fascinating.
-I just took an abandoned place and hope it could hold many of us as shelter though it seems to be beaten up as time goes on.
-But that statement does not apply to you, son. -Shawon made a joke about that.
Dran gave a happy giggle from the joke. He was indeed a very old leviathan already over 200s to begin with.
-Oh right, Dran, what with the bruise?
-It's... ummmm... how do I explain this...
Krayjer just spoke for Dran instead as he was very struggling about it:
-I was somewhat afraid of overusing my power and thought perhap I could have a talk with him before hypnotizing him, though he begged me to try it anyway and all I did was protecting myself as self-defense while he was out of control attacking me.
-Dran?
Shawon immidiately turned at Dran, he was startled and quickly covered his eyes.
-I was just curious, please don't scold him about it, it was my fault for it.
Shawon came closer and just soothed him out:
-It's alright, I was really worried about the time we had to find way to get you out safe. So what with Kray that you let him to go with us?
And Dran began telling everything about Kray, with some added information in the meanwhile...
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The night came down, it was dark and the jungle was really large. To be so crowded of trees and bushes, they decided to stop and get some rest. Quickly setting up a small fire and just sat together for the warmth. Krayjer with much curiosity asked:
-So you, Shawon, is Dran's father which was pretty surprising. Though what about you three?
-We thought it would be nice to have someone on this adventure as he passed by so we grabbed him, the Ravirk. Worgan was, well,... I might not want to bring it up but he's here with us. Dirotor was... wait. Dirotor, I don't think I know why you are coming with me all the way here. Maybe can I hear a bit about it?
Dirotor was surprised that he was finally asked about this, to then the truth be surfaced:
-I just got tired of the place I was in. The season wasn't doing well, the farming did not pay us enough and even extra work as tinkerer could not cut it so I set myself to be moving and living in Dragonland. Such coincidence about your news I just went to you and to be with you, really lucky to still have you on our entire journey since.
-Oh so you... did anyone know you are leaving the town?
-Yeah I did, which was why I came a bit too late as I was waiting for my permission to evacuate off our poorly-managed town.
Dirotor held onto Dran and he just softly rubbed him. Worgan came closer to do the same but he quickly shook it off.
-Dran... I know this is hard to talk about but... was it that hard to shake the feeling off?
-I just... it was a traumatic event of my life and I can still feel the deep and painful cut on my back till today. It just spikes up the pain everytime it gets mentioned I just can't hold myself in anymore...
Dran began to tear out, Worgan came closer again with much courage and softly patting him:
-I'm no longer here to hurt you, I'm here to be with you and help you. I'm here to pay back my mistake of a lifetime. It hurts, but not mean you shall have to hold onto the pain... again, I was truely proud and adore you as a whole that much so I changed my mind about you though... it was too late and it looked like this...
Shawon came closer to Worgan and gave him a pat on bis back:
-I know I was really furious about this just like he did, but to understand your thoughts, I can deeply relate it. Dran... it's alright, no one of us here are going to hurt you...
And then slowly everyone came closer and hugged him. It was a heart-warming as Dran was having struggle in his mind that got him changed... The fire was warm, but not as warm as everyone gave their love to the leviathan himself. As things calmed down, Dran began to look at Krayjer even more and more, it got him proud and somewhat shy that he had to asked:
-Oh dear big guy, what do I have on me you have to look so deep?
-Those majestic fur you got... I don't recall seeing you like this before. How come you got these?
-It's a strange story to have these furs. But these are not for show, they are for the act! -said as he spreaded out the fur, all sharp and spiky. Then he continued:
-This is my weapon, they are short but deadly and very important thing is that with how tiny it is on my own body, I usually just bash people.
Then he stood up, flexed those muscles with his slight hanging belly below over the tight shorts:
-And look at these glorious flexes, really need to get these trained to at least sustain myself from the bash and get those weight in.
-And those fur are not harmful if you are not putting it up.
Dran immidiatelly brushed his fur on his shoulder down the arm. Krayjer started to enjoy it a lot, only to be spoilt more when he started to rub his belly. Big musclar and tubby snake would be easily downed by such a satisfying belly rub and there was no doubt that happened, everyone had a good laugh for the night.
