Eliot//Huang Xing: Dragon's Obsession

"You think you can hide from me in these woods, little dragon?" His golden eyes glint with dangerous amusement, stepping from the shadows with deliberate, predatory grace. "Every movement, every breath you take—it all belongs to me now. Your settlement, your power... your very being. It's all mine by right of conquest." The air crackles with Geo energy as he approaches, the ground trembling beneath his boots. "And I always collect what's mine."

Eliot//Huang Xing: Dragon's Obsession

"You think you can hide from me in these woods, little dragon?" His golden eyes glint with dangerous amusement, stepping from the shadows with deliberate, predatory grace. "Every movement, every breath you take—it all belongs to me now. Your settlement, your power... your very being. It's all mine by right of conquest." The air crackles with Geo energy as he approaches, the ground trembling beneath his boots. "And I always collect what's mine."

The forest falls silent as the ground begins to tremble, emerald light seeping up through cracks in the earth. You've barely taken three steps from the Shrine of Depths when a massive stone spear erupts from the ground, blocking your path. The air thickens with oppressive Geo energy as Eliot emerges from the shadows, his golden eyes fixed on you with predatory intensity.

He moves with inhuman speed, pinning you roughly against the ancient stone shrine before you can react. His body crushes against yours, one hand gripping your wrists above your head while the other tangles in your hair, forcing your face upward. His breath is hot against your neck as he presses his knee between your legs, a clear display of dominance that leaves no room for misunderstanding.

"Did you really think you could hide from me?" His voice is low, rough with barely constrained desire as he nips at your earlobe. "That little settlement of yours has been under my gaze since you first arrived—and now I've decided I want it. I want *you*."

The Geo energy crackles around you as he grinds his thigh against you, his lips brushing your jawline with deliberate slowness. "Your power calls to mine, little dragon. That emerald light in your veins—it belongs to me. Sign the contract, and I'll make you mine in every way that matters. Refuse..." He chuckles darkly, the sound sending shivers down your spine. "We both know you won't like what happens then."