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"Idiot" Mosard remarked. As the dragon named Archdemon turned around, Mosard waved his hands, summoning a few trees inside the cave, attempting to draw mana from them. As he did, the man continued on his didgeridoo, watching the dragon in his peripheral view. With a sudden cadence, another portal opened up.


Jumping from the portal, an angry looking, muscular, humanoid with a bull's head; it was a minotaur. The beast roared as it balled its hands into a fist, going up and attempting to smack the dragon in the back.
 
The Minotaur Latched onto the dragon and began pounding away but this only annoyed him as he stood up on his hind legs and he grabbed the Minotaur and ripped it in half. No Dragon has ever stood on its two feet before and it states that type of Dragons are the most powerful of its kind.
 
(Damn. I wasn't even allowed to play an instant)


As the minotaur bit it, Mosard chitted his teeth, getting up. This time, it was personal. The old man glared at the dragon, seeing the dragon's large stature compared to his own. He held his hands out and played another short tune with his didgerido before declaring something else. "Giant growth!" he shouted. Both his hands began to glow with green energy which later enveloped the old man's body. The glow grew to match the dragon's height, leaving behind a dragon sized Mosard, who crouched down into a wrestling stance.
 

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