After calming some animals down and making sure nobody was hurt by the wave of darkness, one of the bird messengers(not a hummingbird this time!) finally spoke to me.
I have a meeting!
A meeting! I feel like a boss or CEO rather than a temporary beast lord...
Well, an elf has asked to speak with me.
Hey! I can meet an elf! I wonder if they're all graceful, or just as racist and arrogant as other two legs seem to be when it comes to beasts?
Obviously excluding Bast and Kire seeing as they view me as a god or nature spirit.
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...so.
This is what an elf looks like in this world?
She's hot.
The elven woman followed the butterfly guiding her(except it had a horn? And was 3 times too big? Can anyone explain why the actual BLOODY FUCK butterflies awaken and evolve to have a singular HORN?!), and as she rounded a tree to come to the clearing I was waiting in, she frowned upon seeing me.
I lay in the center in coils, like how a snake sleeps. They do call Dragon's serpents in many myths after all, so maybe that's why I'm so comfortable with this sorta-a-snake-now thing.
"...hurry up and take on elvenoid form." The elf demanded.
[...excuse me?]
She scowled. "You didn't hear me me? Take on elvenoid form!"
'...so humanoid is elvenoid... because EVERY two-leg race are always arrogant assholes huh? Do dwarves say dwarvenoid? Honestly.'
Her eyes began to go cold as I stayed silent.
[Oh sorry! I got distracted thinking about two-legged arrogance bleeding even into language. You know humans say it's a humanoid shape right? So humans think you're humanoid, but you think they're elvenoid. Isn't that kind of funny?]
She went silent, lifting a hand.
[Honestly, what's the big deal? So I'm wearing my actual skin to talk to you, how does that matter?]
I raised my head off the ground to look at her sarcastically, only to freeze and focus with interest.
'The hell?'
I couldn't see it before, but what the hell?
Emerald green mana particles with a dusting of gold were coming from her.
In fact, I could actually see that as she breathed in the air with particles of all 6 elements, a small amount of each one seemed to never return, but instead a small amount of this emerald green particle cane out in every breath.
The new magic energy was slowly spreading just from her being there, and I stretched out my will to grab a few of the particles and bring them towards me, unnoticed as the elven lady began to open and close her mouth, seemingly speechless at my question.
'What are YOU?' I asked the little green particles curiously. It was green, yet definitely the wrong color and feel of it to be air magic.
I looked away and back to her as she finally found words.
"You-you're just some lord beast! I've met Kings, even Monarchs would not antagonize our nation!"
[But what the fuck is the issue with me talking to you in my own skin? You aren't explaining shit.]
"I don't want to feel your barbaric will on me!"
The grass beneath her feet began to stir, and grow higher as every plant near her began to bend towards her, influences by this new mana particle I'd never seen.
'...oh please tell me that's some kind of grass or plant element.'
I think I missed whatever she just said. I'll just assume it was xenophobic or something.
As vines began to grow from the earth I kinda reacted a bit late. 'Oh yeah she's attacking me isn't she.'
"Learn some respect! You're just some lord beast of a pathetic land!"
A rush of greenery flew at me...
And I let out a snort of indigo flame that incinerated it all instantly, even controlling it so she didn't even feel any of the heat.
The clearing went silent as her eyes slowly widened and bugged out.
[Huh... yeah you elves are strong I guess. I haven't ever met another two legged awakened other than you... but that's all you are.]
She fell back onto her butt as she stammered, "H-h-How can your flame... how can you..."
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Elves have a... right? No, not a right, but still a reason to be arrogant.
They had a lot of knowledge about the nature of the elements, and so therefore considered themselves to be some of the greatest spell-casters in the world.
So she was exactly clear on how terrifyingly hot fire had to be to incinerate her magic and vines within a mere instant.
Yet she had felt not a single bit of heat as the flame parted around her.
What sort of person has that kind of terrifying control?
[You asked for an audience, and as the acting Lord Beast, I did you the favor of giving you my time. You have wasted it with your arrogance and meaningless racism. So go and kindly FUCK. OFF.]
"I... I'm an elf!"
[...yes. I'm not blind you stupid bitch.]
"I demand you give your respect!" She shrieked incredulously.
[No. you demand my attention, and you aren't going to get it.]
The draconic serpent lay it's head back down disinterestedly, indifferent to her presence.
Her skin began to turn a curious shade of purple as anger filled her from damaged pride.
She lifted a hand, standing up, a green-gold glow forming-
And every bit of moisture from every plant around her was pulled out, leaving a circle of dead and shriveled plant life that her magic couldn't make grow, because they were now all dead.
She blinked, looking around, before freezing in horror and slowly looking at the dragon who hadn't even looked at her.
With such fine control over water to even steal it from another when usually the lifeforce stops a mage from simply ripping water out of them or stealing air from their lungs...
What the fuck? Who's the member of one of the greatest and most powerful races here?
Are you supposed to be a mythic of water? You're clearly a water-fire awakened furry-snake though?
'But it's gold-scaled? Purple fur for water and fire mixed, so the scales are leftovers of what it once was?'
The dragon shifted as it's body untwisted a bit, stretching out its length and showing its wings properly.
The elf blinked a bit, finally actually focusing on the beast before her rather than her pride and arrogance calling for it to take on an elven form to communicate.
To make a beast take on a form not their own shows subservience, respect.
But in this case, the beast acted like her demanding it was unreasonable!
She hesitated, thinking of the flame and water control she'd seen so far, and slowly turned around and left with an unreadable expression.
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After awhile...
[Do you think it was wise to tick off the elves?]
I rolled my eyes at Korven. [Perhaps it is the elves who should fear me?]
His tail swished. [Curious. You seem to be a bit prideful yourself there.]
"..."
Am I? With how powerful I've shown myself to already be... no! This kind of thinking will lead me to die in a stupid way!
I read books, I know how over-confident villains go out!
Wait when did I become the villain here?
[Maybe you have a point.]
Okay regardless, I doubt it'll mean much. The elves are only supposed to be here for a short while, and nothing is here worth caring about to them. At least, that's what the beasts tell me.
Honestly I don't get why they'd even need or want to talk to the ruling Lord Beast, especially with how little respect she gave.
What is more important to me is this green-gold bit of mana.
I kinda kicked her out so fast because I really want to take a closer look...
And by that I mean I am going to try and absorb it and see what it is by peeking at it's nature and effects.