The dragon's harem

Arad glared at the golem, lifting the massive claymore on his shoulder. ^It’s heavy and blunt. This thing cannot be cut. It only crushes. A hammer is disguised as a blade.^ Arad smiled, [Gravity Magic]

VROOOM! A wave of purple gravity magic rose around Arad, increasing his and the claymore’s weight.

^He’s making it even heavier, as expected of a dragon. Most humans won’t be able to lift that weapon let alone fight with it.^ The golem clenched his fists, lunging at Arad.

“Destroyer! Show me what you can do!” The golem growled, swinging his fist at Arad’s face.

CLANG! Arad swung the claymore down, deflecting the golem’s fist. “You’re light,” He smiled, swinging the blade up instantly.

CLANG! He sent the golem flying like he was nothing. “Come on! Call your mistress and tell her to take the ring off,”

The golem glared down, “You tell her in your grave,” [Shadow of the tombs]

CRACK! The ground around Arad cracked, opening into a massive grave and sucking him inside, “Those who live shall die, buried alive in the depth of stones,”

BAM! The golem landed on his feet, staring at the pile of dirt.

THUD! The claymore pierced the ground, sticking out with a dark gust of wing gushing from it.

CLAN! CLANG! CLANG! The claymore swung around, blasting a hole in the ground as Arad walked out, carrying it on his shoulder. “I like this thing. It fits me perfectly,” He smiled, glaring at the golem.

“You survived my curse?” The golem stared at him with a calm demeanor, “I see. You aren’t the destroyer for no reason,”

“A curse?” Arad looked at the golem, his eyes glowing with a purple light, “You just put me underground and tried to crush me with dirt and stones. That won’t kill an ant,”

“You don’t say,” The golem stared at Arad. ^That spell should be really effective at restraining and strangling people. The first was supposed to craw into your lungs,^

Arad lifted the claymore and looked at the golem, [Void Step] ZON! He teleported behind him, swinging sideways.

CLANG! The golem conjured a second claymore, stopping Arad’s strike.

“I can make more,” The golem looked back at Arad. CLANG! He deflected him back into the trees.

CREEK! Arad stopped himself with the claymore, staring at the golem with a smile, “Release them now,”

“They will get released if you killed me,” The golem pointed at Arad with his sword, “Otherwise, you will die with them,”

“I see! Fine, you asked for it,” CRACK! Arad’s shirt and shoes shattered into pieces, revealing his bulging muscles as tiny purple scales spanned his body.

CRACKLE! SWOSH! Flame and lightning started gushing from Arad’s upper body as ice froze the ground beneath his feet. The space around Arad started morphing like mist, twisting and twirling.

^He doesn’t have control over it.^ The golem stared at Arad. ^He doesn’t understand or know how to use the void, not even close.^ The golem lifted his sword.

^That’s to be expected. I would have already lost if he knew what he was doing. Even wyrmling void dragons should be able to beat me with ease if they knew how the void work.^ The golem smiled inside.

“Come at me! Void brat! You won’t get Doma as long as I stand!” He shouted as Arad blasted forward.

CLANG! The two clashed their swords. The golem looked at the ground [Dust storm]. Dust rose from the ground, masking Arad’s flames and starving them from the air. Lightning as well wasn’t that effective, as the golem naturally discharged it to the ground.

Arad opened his mouth, trying to charge a void breath.

“You’re too naive!” The golem smiled, conjuring a stone spike that pierced Arad’s chest, putting an end to his struggle and breath.

“I told her. Relying on stupid divinations will never work,” The golem sighed, watching Arad’s bleeding corpse.

Thud! Arad’s arm moved and grabbed the golem by the head. “Stones, are technically dead, aren’t they?” Arad mumbled, and the golem’s body started shattering and getting absorbed into Arad’s stomach.

“Heh,” The golem giggled, “You’re a stubborn one,” He stepped back, disintegrating, “Go into the tree,”

Thud! Arad fell on his face, blinking, “Where did he go?” He looked around, only to see a skeleton on the ground.

[Albert Python] Those words were carved on the skull’s forehead.

“Did I win?” Arad looked closer at the skeleton, confused.

“Arad! Everyone is getting freed. The golem was defeated.” Jack shouted as he saw Lydia and the rest turning back to normal.

“But I didn’t defeat him! I didn’t even get to absorb him. Why did he die?” Arad stood looking around.

“Like I know,” Jack shouted back, “You might have hit a weak point on his head,”

“Are you sure?” Arad looked at the claymore. It wasn’t disappearing, “I guess I’m keeping this one,” He stored it in his stomach and walked back.

“Arad! Are you all right?” Aella rushed toward him, and he smiled, “I should be the one asking. Is everyone fine?”

Lydia scratched her head, “With how much curses dripped from that thing. I find it strange no one died or got harmed.”

“Lydia is right. He seemed uninterested in killing anyone besides you,” He looked at Arad with a smile, “Did you piss him over last night?”

“I don’t remember anything! This is the first time I saw that thing,” Arad cried, “He came out of the ground. There is no way he buried himself yesterday.”

“You’re right. The garden’s ground wasn’t disturbed. He was buried a long time ago,” One of the elves scratched his chin, “My guts are telling me it’s dangerous to stay here, but I will do my best to help you search the place if you so wished,”

“It’s dangerous to have you around,” Jack looked at the elves, “I would much rather you stay here while we go inside,”

“Jack is right. We were trying to take your hope. This whole mess is unrelated to you,” Lydia sighed. She hated dragging civilians into dangerous fights.