Martial Artists

Leaving the comfort of the bed and the slithering naked seductress behind, Aziel stood up and grabbed his clothes laying around on the floor.

"We should go visit the plaza at the city center to buy a couple of extra choice clothes for you... dear master..." Lydia's gentle, enticing whispers broke the silence as Aziel was about to dress up.

He shrugged his shoulders at her suggestion, not too bothered by it. After all, the first time he donned some rags to cover himself was when he was about to make first contact with Dinah's tribe. Before that, he basically spent a great deal of his existence without such commodities.

Even more so, he could still utilize his transformation technique and return to his armored, scaled giant battle form. His current human appearance was merely the result of his latest evolution.

"Sure, I don't mind." Quickly putting on the shirt and the pants from yesterday he looked towards the window as he added. "I need to go out for a bit. We can talk later."