I admire my nakedness in the looking glass, flex my muscles and watch them ripple with undeniable power. I am more than a mere human. I'm faster-stronger-deadlier.
I am dragon.
"Why are humans so inferior?" I ask myself aloud. Their weak bodies give them no advantages. And they are ugly, even their females. Their puny appearance and sickly skin tone only enhance their frailty. At least some of the women are decent companions if they don't nag too much. I grumble loudly. Chances are I'll be stuck with a whiner again. I'll not put up with it and I'll quickly teach her to fear me.
As amazing as I am in my human form, it holds no comparison to my dragon, which is superior to all others. My mind flashes to Acasia, Bastian's mate. Yes, she is beautiful, but all her damn rules ruin it. It does
