Casting another spell.

Damon was nearly cackling, as Dovei was lost in fear, he cast his Dragon Form, intent on frightening her more.

But what happened shocked all watching greatly, and those powerful enough to sense it, were immediately grief stricken.

Damon’s stature began an infernal transition, scorching flames shot from his body, he took his Dragon Form.

A mighty Draconic figure took his place quickly. The titanic Rathalian would fit between his claws. A wicked grin was upon his scaled maw. He gazed at the ceiling, sure of the fact he would no longer fit through the hole in his Dragon Form.

“Was Rathalian the biggest Dragon of the Council, Dovei?” He looked towards the unfortunate Dragon, who had been overcome with fear, passing out amongst piles of gold, a horrified expression plastered across her face.

“Shit, guess I went too far. Ahhh, well now we gotta wait.” Damon was sulking, but suddenly remembered and hit her with a Greater Restoration.

She awoke with a fright to the mighty figure of Damon’s Dragon Form. The previous, overbearing Presence was gone, but what remained was the colossal sized Dragon before her. Though Rathalian was not the largest Dragon of the Council, he was close behind, in third place, shortly after the Ancient Iron Dragon at second, and the legendary Platinum Dragonlord at first.

Though both of them were utterly dwarfed by the sheer size of this Damon Steel, an undeniable fit for the title of Dragon King. She quickly proceeded with the prostration. “Please sir, I wish to work under you. I will be absolutely loyal, I’ll sign a blood oath if you need…”

She went to continue, but was interrupted. “You shall show me to the home base of the Chromatic Council, where they will be granted the same opportunity you have been given. Hopefully they take it, though most Dragons would be too prideful.” He was less aggressive to the pitiful Dragon Dovei, as he saw a notification pop up.

He saw the two and was confused, until the corpse of the Dragon Elgy had been eating suddenly rose, its partially consumed body stamping unsteadily around before finding its footing. Slowly, deathly black ichor flowed from an unseen and endless source, filling the missing spots in the Draconic corpse.

And this monster walked up to him and bowed. Damon grinned, instantly reverting to his Demi-Dragon form as he called for Elgy to follow him as he motioned for Dovei to follow as well, her switching to a humanoid form as well, hers resembling a busty Elven figure.

Though Damon had clothes, she did not, so after a while of embarrassment, she was given clothes, and as they were walking he saw many more notifications he’d missed, somehow. On one such notification, he chose to accept an innocuous looking reward.

His body was burning, his muscles tensing greatly, creaking his form, increasing his weight by over two hundred pounds, mighty brawn becoming ever imposing, and as his bones cracked with **** the likes of which he’d never felt, he grew to eight and a half feet tall, a dense and chitinous material permeating his entire form.

He collapsed upon the floor as he went through the various changes in under five seconds. Ember and Dirpe were quick to comfort him but soon Elgy and Dovei followed, worry clear on everyone's expressions.

As his body was tormented, his mind was equally so, as it went through various reconstructions, his throat all the while was growling furiously, he was attempting to **** it down, but was utterly overpowered by the blasts coming from his maw, not a fiery breath, but a devastating beam of a sickly pale light, which surprisingly blinded all who saw it, except the who spewed it.

Damon witnessed firsthand the entire ceiling of his mighty cavern being eviscerated by the expansive beam fully extending through space itself, nearly as omnipresent as the blaring horn from before.

A few of the gathering heroes witnessed this and began to make their ways towards it, resolute for their names to be the ones to be renown once again.

As Damon was slowly recovering, his form became much mightier and grander. Thinking back on the beam he’d released, it reminded him of Cyclops’s eye beams. Similarly effective as well, as he glowered at his destroyed home.

Slowly, he began to gather all the gold around the chamber, helped in doing so by an affectionate Dirpe. As they gathered the entirety of his wealth, he amassed a massive 120,000,000 more gold, to his shock.

“You guys wait here while I go take over a Kingdom or the Council’s headquarters or something. I’ll be right back.” Damon spoke quite arrogantly as he sprouted his wings, a newer blood red coated their form.

He jumped first, soaring a massive two hundred feet upwards by his jump alone, as he floated there waiting for Dovei. She caught up to him, but was abruptly picked up by him, being held in a particularly princess-like pose.

She quickly swooned for him as she guided him, and he took off at mach 2 from a complete stop, Dovei was unprepared for the forces of the flight, so when they reached the destination, she was quick to disembark the previously romantic grasp.

Damon’s gaze was met with a mighty gate, a hundred feet high and over sixty feet wide, and composed of an Adamantine mixture.

Dovei led them away from this titanic door, to a smaller side door which she opened with an unseen magic.

He followed her into the servants' halls, as he learned, as they walked through many loops and turns, which even with Partial Omniscience would have been difficult. She eventually led him to a much grander chamber where he was met with a gathering of many Dragons.