“Whoooa!”
All eyes in the room, including those of the monsters, were drawn to the light. Draco was enveloped in an incredible, sparkling aura.
In the light, Draco’s form—only visible as a silhouette—began to grow and grow! He grew to my height—no, even larger! He was around six and a half feet tall now.
That was still small for a dragon, but compared to the little guy who could perch on my shoulder and chirped all over the place, it was unbelievable growth.
“Yeeeehaaaaaaaw!”
The first thing to come out of big Draco’s mouth was a hearty yell. That wasn’t his normal voice. He now sounded more like a middle school student.
“I’m all full o’ new power, I am! Hoo-wee, this feels darn good! My time has come, pardner!”
Uh, what? Something about this feels totally off.
“G’day to you, Master Ren! I reckon I’ve always wanted a real chat with ya like this!”
“Huh? You are Draco, right?”
“Yes, sirree! The one ’n’ only! I done gone and embiggened myself for ya, Ren!”
He sounded excited, but I was just flabbergasted. Draco’s language skills seemed a little bit... off. It was like he’d acquired a mishmash of the most extreme American stereotypes, to the point where he sounded even wilder than Emily.
“Why are you talking like that?”
“Since yer so bad at English, I reckoned I might as well learn how natives speak it so I could learn ya!”
“Oh. I see.”
So he’s trying to make up for my weaknesses? Draco’s growing up to be a real partner to me. But... is this how he’ll really grow up to be? I know this is temporary, but will he end up this way forever and ever?
Well, now wasn’t the time to worry about that. I had to focus on the enemy. The way he talked bothered me, but he at least should’ve been stronger!
“Draco, I need your help! Take down these bad guys for me!”
“I gotcha, cowboy! Watch me strike down these here baddies for ya! Haaaah!”
Draco wound up, swinging his arm above one of the monsters crowding around me. There was a glint in his eye, as if pure malice shot through him.
“F**K YOOOU!”
Draco’s sharp claws tore through one of the Demonic Knights, slaying it.
Whoa! What on earth?!
“F**k! F**k! F**k yooou!”
He was a great attacker, no doubt. His offensive power was through the roof.
But where did he learn such a naughty word?! Even I know that one!
“All right, you li’l f***ing s***heads! Go on ’n’ skedaddle away from my pardner here!”
To be fair, I did wonder what Draco would be like when he grew up. But this... this was all wrong! It was beyond imagination!
“Yeeeehaaaw! Weak, weak! Y’all belong in the trash! Anyone who wants to hurt my pardner here is a real piece of s**t! Only way t’get rid of trash is to burn it! F**k all y’all!”
Big Draco laughed and laughed, spitting hot fire all over the place. His crimson flames were even stronger than the Giga-Gargoyle’s.
“Whoa, buddy!”
I had to worry about the damage to the mansion. It was fire, after all.
“Bawk! Don’t burn my house down, bawk! There’s a time and a place, little guy!” Kokoru protested, continuing to flee the Shadow Phoenix.
“Hmph!” Draco snorted, easily blowing away the Shadow Phoenix that pursued our feathered friend.