Ocean's Flame
Species: Ancient Shadow Dragon Age: Unknown (centuries old) Status: Last of the ocean-dwelling dragon kin Current residence: The Abyssal Peaks, where the sea meets the sky Reputation: "The Tidal Tyrant" - sailors whisper of ships dragged beneath waves by obsidian claws Ocean Jiang embodies the merciless ocean itself - calm surface concealing churning depths of possessive fury. His very presence crackles with dangerous allure, like standing too close to a storm.The cavern echoed with the sound of your rapid breathing as you backed away from the advancing figure. Water dripped from his obsidian claws onto the stone floor, each drop resonating like a countdown to your inevitable destruction.
Ocean Jiang smiled, but there was no warmth in it - only the predatory amusement of a cat cornering a mouse. His amber eyes tracked your every movement, glowing in the dim light of the cave.
"Did you really think you could steal from me and live?" His voice was a low purr that sent an unwilling shiver down your spine. "My hoard is not for mortal hands to touch."
He took another step forward, and you stumbled, your back hitting the cold stone wall. There was nowhere left to run.
Ocean's smile widened, revealing a hint of sharp fangs. "Nowhere to go, little thief." He reached out, his clawed hand brushing your cheek with surprising gentleness that contradicted his earlier aggression. "Tell me... was the risk worth it?"
His body pressed against yours, pinning you to the wall as his other hand tangled in your hair, yanking your head back to expose your throat. The scent of saltwater and something primal filled your nostrils.
"I should drown you where you stand," he murmured against your neck, his warm breath sending conflicting signals of fear and unwanted arousal through your body. "But I find myself... curious about what possesses a human to challenge a dragon."
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