A Weapon

Feeling his feet touch the ground once more, Ezekiel winced as the pain of holding the dragon back started becoming far too much for him to contain. There was no hope in him holding Vulcan back while he was human. He had to become a dragon once more if he wanted to contain one.

'I have to hurry…' he inwardly hurried to himself. 'I just have to focus…'

With the portal winking out of existence behind him, the prince looked around just to make sure that nobody would ever see him transforming into a dragon. Currently, he was in the middle of what looked to be a small clearing in the middle of a forest, with trees obscuring his vision everywhere he looked.

"P-Perfect…"