Chapter 115 Space Dragon!
The night was still buzzing with the energy of the grand Valyrian party as Pyris Obsidian took a deep breath, his mind racing after his encounter with Seraphina Valyrian. The ballroom, filled with the most powerful figures from across Argos, suddenly felt smaller.
He had won this round, turning the Valyrian family's trap into his own victory, but there was something else—something stirring within him.
Seraphina had been the target tonight, but there were others in this vast world. Selene Serenova, for one, had caught his attention in recent days, but now Pyris felt the pull to widen his horizons even further.
["Quite greedy, aren't we?"] Lia chuckled.
The Obsidian Empire and the business world had consumed much of his focus for months now, leaving little room for the people at the academy he attended.
He had always been too occupied with managing his family's empire, never caring much about who else was around.
But now, after his encounter with the powerful and ambitious Seraphina's family, Pyris realized he had been missing something. He had been walking among potential allies—and even rivals—without paying them any heed.
'Perhaps it's time to change that,' Pyris thought, his mind shifting gears. 'There are more opportunities at the academy than I realized. Selene, Seraphina... if they were hidden gems, how many more have I ignored?'
The thought stirred something deep within him—an ambition that had been growing ever since he unlocked the full potential of his Golden Dragon heritage. Pyris was no longer content to be reactive.
He would seek out these people, engage them, and bend them to his will if necessary.
As he contemplated his next moves, Pyris turned to leave the grand ballroom, wanting to clear his head. He had accomplished much tonight, but something still nagged at the edge of his consciousness.
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The cool night air hit Pyris as he stepped out into the garden of the Valyrian Palace, the moonlight casting an ethereal glow over the meticulously maintained grounds. His steps were slow, thoughtful, as his mind replayed the events of the night.
But suddenly, a shift in the atmosphere made Pyris pause.
The air grew thick, heavy with power. Pyris's senses flared to life as an overwhelming aura brushed against his mind—an aura far more potent than anything he had felt in years. It wasn't just strong; it was suffocating.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The sheer weight of it pressed down on him, his dragon instincts roaring in response.
Before he could fully react, Pyris's gaze snapped toward the source of the power. A woman stepped into view from the shadows of the garden, her presence commanding and regal. Her beauty was breathtaking—mature, refined, and completely intoxicating.
Her dark silver hair cascaded down her back in elegant waves, and her eyes, a deep amethyst, held an otherworldly glow.
Her aura was unmistakable—she wasn't just powerful; she was on another level entirely. The very air around her seemed to bend and warp as if space itself was her domain.
Pyris's breath caught in his throat, but not just from the pressure of her presence—there was something else. Something primal.
He felt drawn to her in a way that was unlike anything he had experienced before.
Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed in his mind.
["Pyris, be careful."] Lia, his system spirit, whispered urgently. ["That woman... she's not just powerful. She's beyond Rank 20. She's feels like dangerous figures in the Dragon Empire... and a Space Dragon.
You can't afford to be reckless with her."]
Pyris's heart raced as the full weight of what Lia said sank in. That Space Dragon, one of the reasons the Dragon Empire had remained untouchable for centuries. Her power over space made her nearly impossible to challenge, let alone defeat.
But even as Lia's warning settled in his mind, Pyris felt something deeper stir within him—a challenge. This woman was beyond anyone he had encountered, but instead of fear, all Pyris felt was desire.
The power she wielded, the overwhelming authority she exuded, it only made him more determined.
I'll have her, Pyris thought, his eyes narrowing with purpose. No matter what.
The woman noticed Pyris immediately. Her silver eyes locked onto him, assessing, curious. She took a step closer, and the pressure of her aura increased, her power crackling in the air.
It was like standing on the edge of a collapsing star—beautiful, deadly, and impossible to escape.
"I didn't expect to see someone like you out here, Pyris Obsidian," she said, her voice smooth and authoritative. "I've heard a great deal about you."
Pyris met her gaze, his confidence unshaken despite the weight of her presence. "I could say the same about you," he replied, his voice steady. "Though I suspect you're not here by coincidence."
Her lips curved into a knowing smile. "I go where I please," she said, her tone laced with amusement. "And right now, I'm intrigued. You've stirred quite the commotion tonight, though I doubt most realize it."
Pyris's eyes flickered with interest. "It seems you know more than most, then."
The woman stepped closer, her aura brushing against Pyris like a physical force. He could feel the pull of her presence—the sheer gravity of it—and yet, there was something intoxicating about being so close to her.
She was dangerous, yes, but that only made him more determined.
"I make it my business to know about those who... disturb the balance," she said, her eyes gleaming with something unreadable. "You've done more than just play the Valyrians' game tonight. I can see that."
Pyris smirked, the challenge in her words igniting something within him. "If I'm disturbing the balance, then perhaps the balance needed to be disrupted."
Her smile widened, and Pyris could sense the growing tension between them. She wasn't just powerful—she was playing a game of her own, one that Pyris was eager to be a part of.
"And what do you intend to do now, Pyris?" she asked, her voice a low, seductive murmur. "You're standing in a garden with a Space Dragon. Surely you understand the risk of that."
Pyris stepped closer, his gaze unwavering. "I'm not afraid of risks," he replied, his voice filled with quiet confidence. "In fact, I'm quite fond of them."
The woman raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by his boldness. "You're bold. But I wonder... do you truly understand what you're up against?"
Pyris's lips curved into a smirk. "I understand more than you think."
Their eyes locked, the air between them crackling with tension. Pyris could feel the pull growing stronger, the attraction between them undeniable. But more than that, he could feel the power she radiated—and he wanted it. He wanted her.
Not just as another conquest, but as a challenge, a test of his growing strength and ambition.