So, there I was, on all fours, tail strategically curled up like a scorpion's stinger, by the way did you know scorpions poop from their tails and if they get cut off they can no longer poop? Wait what was I doing- oh, right, narration.

  So there I was, spreading my wings to look intimidating, as right in front of me, a group of humans gathered. The one at the front was wearing beast furs and leathers, I wasn't quite sure if it was a man or a woman, with their pretty face and rosy cheeks, behind them was a woman in a fur bikini, and beside that woman was a man in a fur bikini that clearly was not big enough to cover those fantastically large pecs.

  Seriously how does a human even get pecs bigger than their head?

  Does he eat pure protein? What kind of juice does he drink? Has he found a modern gym somewhere-

  Ow!

  That motherfucker just poked me in the eye! The rosy cheeked little shit with the spear poked me in the goddamn eye! Who does that!? An asshole, that's who!

  I huffed and the act of angrily exhaling sent a wave of blistering hot, potent wind that caused the trio of humans to be blown back, joining the other humans that were already strewn about.

  Now, explaining how I got into that situation could've been a difficult, complex and lengthy task, but since I really don't like to waste time, I'll just get straight to the point, Aqua and I might've gotten a bit more involved than expected and we lost track of what we were doing, next thing I knew, I'm waking up in a whole other continent than the one I'm supposed to be in.

  No water dragon anywhere to be seen, sun's either rising from the wrong direction or I'm still drunk from all the Strananas, and oh, the humans are attacking me for some reason.

  I took a step forward, and yep, I'm definitely still drunk, I'm not sure how, I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to purge the intoxicating effects of strananas quicker than this, but I must've eaten so many even my almighty dragon liver's struggling with it.

  Speaking of which do I even have a liver? Thoughts for later.

  Currently I'm more interested in dealing with the toxic asshat that just threw his sharpened stick of a spear at me, with enough force to actually break the sound barrier.

  I'm very interested now. I use my magical power of draconic bullshit to seize- oh I can't actually stop it what the hell-

  What I can do, however, is make a hard wall of air, and have the spear bounce off of that, the power that's enveloping the spear dissipates on contact with the hard wall of wind. That power, as it unravels like a thread of mixed fabrics being shredded, is distinctly of the same nature as the kind that Aqua and I use.

  Something, somewhere, is empowering this human, for some reason. The spear might even be the same kind of item as the staff I created for my Priestess, but-

  Shittier, I suppose.

  "Can you not?" I asked. "That's really rude."

  "IT SPEAKS!?"

  I huffed. "Yes I speak you little shit," I growled, "what kind of rude, inconsiderate and ill-educated jerk attacks someone just minding their own business and sleeping in-"

  I took a moment to look around myself, something I'd really not done, since I woke up being attacked and have been focused mostly on the humans attacking me.

  All around me are unfamiliar surroundings... Everything around me was boring. Extremely large grassless plains with splotches of high greenish yellow grasses, spots that looked like wild wheat was growing rampantly, one, singular, tree with crystal fruits growing out of it, and directly around me, a whole lot of--

  "Oh. Ooooh," I looked around, "did I do this?"

  "You destroyed our food storage!"

  All around me there were ruins, debris, huge carts, some were turned over, most were destroyed, there were lots of animals strewn about, some similar to the ones I knew back home, but the horses with spider-like legs were new for sure. Oh, that one was missing all the legs on one side.

  "You killed our draft animals! You killed our beasts of burden! You destroyed our carts, burned our tents and ate our reserves! I will take you down, in the name of the Black Scale Dragon!!"

  "Hold that thought," I said, focusing on the 'animals' I had 'killed'. Good news is, only a couple were dead, most were just dying. And while I can't fix the former, I think anyway, I can definitely fix the later. "Okay give me a minute."

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  "W-What-" the rosy cheeked youth seemed ready to protest.

  Let there be zappy zaps!

  I thought of the spells of resurrection, of healing and of ailment healing of the videogames I had played once upon another life, so as I poured out my energy in the form of colorless lightning, they quickly began to take shape and size, and in moments, formed into a gentle blue rain, followed by falling wisps of white light, coming down from the heavens in spiraling patterns.

  I had to speed up a couple of them because if I didn't the animals would actually die, when the wisps made contact the animals' missing bits were restored, at least, as best as I could manage, since I didn't really know all that well how their biology worked, I mostly left their bodies to heal themselves aided by my power.

  I'm sure that's gonna be totes okay and not cause any problems down the line.

  Taking a look at the carts, I concentrated and decided, they were shit anyway, might as well just make new ones. Again, I wasn't really sure how any of that worked, but having seen the diagrams for the ones the people at Argentum make, I more or less tried to copy them as closely as possible.

  Actually getting the springs to function correctly took a few tries, but I managed to make them all about as close and as functional as could reasonably be expected from me, better even if one considers I'm still a little tipsy.

  For the tents, though, I wasn't really feeling in the mood to try to figure out how to make tents that they could collapse and take with them, they seemed to be nomadic so it was better to just... I raised a claw and pointed it at the ground, shooting a beam of condensed light that impacted an open space where there was nothing but dirt and then created several huge rolled up bolts of fabric.

  I didn't know how many or how much they would need so I decided, fifty of about the length of my wingspan, which I'm not even sure how long it is anymore, should do.

  "Alright, I think that's the doing done," I muttered, trying not to think about how stupid what I just said was, "now, anything else before I go?"

  "I, buh, wah, how, what, we-"

  "Yeah sorry about this whole deal," I said, "avoid alcohol kids it does bad things to you," I said, raising to my full height, and it was only then that I saw the horrified faces as they seemed to understand just how immensely different our sizes were.

  "I think he's twice the size of the Black Scale Dragon," someone said.

  "Maybe even bigger..." another replied.

  "W-We thought we could... kill that..?" a third commented.

  "Y-You, do, don't, think you can, just- your strength, gives you no right to treat us like we are nothing!!"

  "I do what I want I am a Dragon," I pointed out, tapping the chest of the rosy cheeked youth with the tip of my claw. "But I understand, yes, the strong should not take advantage of and abuse the weak, that's true, it's the duty of the strong to defend the weak, as it is the duty of the weak to provide for the strong in turn," I nodded to myself, I'm sure I sound like a total sage right now to these humans, "therefore I will bestow upon you a gift."

  With which they would replace the spear I destroyed. That was only fair, after all.

  Since their other patron made them a spear, I decided, I'll make them a lance, but I'm gonna make it, like, a million times better, because I'm no lousy shitty low tier dragon no sir, I am the real deal.

  I tapped the tip of the same claw I had just touched the youthful one against the ground, and channeled my power, digging deep into the earth and raising a block of rock and dirt and soil, channeling my power into it, probably about two meters, maybe about twice the size of the humans around me, and thicker around than they were at the shoulder.

  In order to boost the theatrics and make it flashy, I decided I would hit it with a bolt of lightning from the sky to produce the grand reveal.

  A long, longer than even the Water Dragon Tribe women were tall, lance emerged from the rock as it disintegrated around my freshly made weapon. It was a gleaming silver color, with veins of green and blue magical power running through it. It had the typical almost conical shape of the lances I was imitating, with a flare near the base of the blade to protect the arms, and a shaft to grip it that was long enough for it to be held like a polearm or staff.

  "This is my gift to you, whose heart beats for justice," I spoke, trying to project as much importance as I could, portraying the image of a wise and mighty dragon rather than what I actually was, "let this shining lance be the beacon of light that illuminates your path forward, let it pierce the clouds of darkness, for as long as you hold true to justice, love and fight for the sake of another, it will never fail you."

  I used my magical power to grab the weapon and turn it around, slowly approaching the youth with rosy cheeks.

  "I-" the youth gulped, then reached with their hands forward, gripping the shaft of the lance and-

  Light covered them, and their furs and leathers were transformed into armor similar to that of my Dragonguard and-

  Wow.

  I've now learned that the youth was, in fact, a young man. I'll have to speed up the transformation sequence, I did not need that full frontal shot. You know what I'll keep it as a feature, just, only when the wielder feels like it.

  Anyway, the transformation sequence finished, and the rosy cheeked youth was now fully encased in silver armor, complete with cape and big shoulderpads, as well as the dragon-like helmet.

  "This power, I can't even imagine, you've-"

  "Right, I must leave now," I said, spreading my wings and preparing to fly away, "that lance will choose its wielder, don't let anyone with an unjust, wicked heart wield it, they will quite literally melt from the inside," I said.

  I'm not entirely certain how that's really supposed to work, but I trust in what Aqua has taught me, and Aqua has taught me that I don't need to question how something works I just need to embrace the fact that things will do what I need them to do when I need them to do it.

  "If ever you come across the tribe of the Silver Dragon, Argentum, know that they will be your allies as long as you fight for all that is good and just in our world," I spoke, lifting myself into the air, and then taking flight.

  It... would be quite a while until I found my way back to the continent I was supposed to be from. Good news is, I did eventually figure out I could just fly higher to make the search easier. I'm not proud of how long it took me to figure that out.

  And hey, when I got back there, Aqua was already back at her lake.

  Alas, no whelp nor egg this time either. We can always try again, I suppose!