Vermithrax reached into the cave with one his foreclaws and fished out Krystal. He gently cradled her in his claws, and placed her on the ground. Her athletic body was firm and lean, and looked absolutely delicious.
He gave her long lick, savoring her taste while he waited for her to rouse from her smoke-induced coma. He was starving and could take her flesh whenever he wanted but he needed her spirit as well. Vermithrax remembered when he was younger and not as large these human morsels were much more filling. Not to mention more common - the island had supported a population of some thousands of them. He supposed the dragon spirit was still annoyed with him for eating *all* of them and forcing the recruitment of Dragon Queens from off the island, but they had worshiped him as a living embodiment of the Dragon Spirit, and what greater honor could he bestow on his followers than allowing them to become one with him? Besides, after tonight he would finally be able to take the title of Dragon Queen, or King, is his case, for himself if all went well.
Krystal stirred, then opened her eyes. "Oh!" she exclaimed, still groggy from the effects of his smoke. She looked around, and asked, "What am I doing out here?"
"I just wanted to have a talk with you, away from the others. I have big plans for you, you know." Vermithrax answered. Krystal shivered in the cold air, and the dragon folded a wing over her, and exhaled a thin stream of his warm smoke over her. "Better?" he asked.
"Much! But, just what do you want to talk to me about? Especially in the middle of the night?" asked Krystal.
Vermithrax turned his head around on his long neck and rested it on the ground in front of Krystal, and gazed into her eyes. "I need to know more about you. Only one of you can become the Queen of the Dragons you know. There's no sense in putting all of you in danger if we can determine who is most likely to succeed in the first place and only send them in."
Krystal gazed back at the dragon. There was something vaguely mesmerizing about those giant orbs. She reached out with her hand and gently massaged his eye ridges as she said, "Well.. what do you want to know about?" she asked.
Vermithrax relaxed as she worked his eye ridges. He always loved it when they did that, it made him almost sorry she was going to be in his stomach soon. "I need to know everything Krystal, and to do that I need to use an ancient magic, one I mastered long ago." He flexed his neck slightly, and a bit more smoke began to stream from his nostrils.
Krystal inhaled its sweet scent, and felt herself slipping into a trance as she continued to gaze into the dragon's eyes. She felt she could lose herself in those bottomless crimson orbs. "What do I need to do?" she asked.
Vermithrax thought back to her, "When you feel my spirit around you, you need only surrender to it. We will become as one, and I will be able to learn all that I must learn. Now, lie down little one, and relax."
Krystal laid down on the ground in front of Vermithrax's muzzle. With a mental twist, he projected his own spirit around her and began to probe inside her mind, as he thought, "Now, do you give yourself to me, little one?"
A small voice in the back of Krystal's mind warned her this might not be such a good idea, but in her deep, relaxed trance she paid it no heed. "Yes, I surrender myself to you." she thought back to him.
Vermithrax smiled as he took his willing prey's mind into his own. She was so relaxed, so willing. He displaced her thoughts with his, and integrated her memories into his own. Mentally, he tugged on the remnants of her spirit, and they easily slid free of her body, glowing silvery-white in the night, with thin tendrils connecting both to Krystal's body and to the dragon.
With another mental twist, he effortlessly severed the connections to Krystal's body. The energy hung suspended in the air as Vermithrax sat up. He opened his mouth and made a biting motion at the spirit energy, inhaling sharply as he did so. Her soul entered him, and merged with his, and as it did so its human qualities vanished and it became entirely draconic.
Vermithrax broke his trance. Krystal's mind and spirit had been assimilated into his own. All that was left was to take her body as nourishment for his. He licked over the inert body, thoroughly enjoying the taste, and then opened his mouth wide and pulled it in with his tongue.
He closed his mouth, holding the girl's inert body body there. He hadn't had any humans, let alone such fine girls, in such a long time. He savored the taste for a few minutes, then tipped his head back and swallowed. He felt his throat bulge slightly as she went down, and felt pleasant after she landed in his stomach, although he was still plenty hungry.
He stood up and strode back to the cave mouth. Once there, he replenished the cloud of smoke within it before decided who he wanted to eat next.
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