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The arena had cleared out. The show was over. Everyone no longer cared to stick around the stadium when there were more distractions and delights to be had out in the city proper. To the audience, the declaration of the victor was all that they needed before their attention turned to other matters.

Even when Draykan stumbles out of the arena in a daze, he finds himself lost and alone, going to the showers, letting the water wash over him. The stink of defeat doesn't die.

Izon is a kobold. She's not anything special. He's fucked dragon-transformed kobolds before, sure, and he's never been so humiliated.

Yes, there are fewer and fewer participants in the winner's bracket, but round three? How could he be defeated in round three!?

"Well, look who came stumbling into the showers, tail between his legs!" The guttural voice of Tobias snaps Draykan out of his stupor. The tiger stands at the faucet next to his, unashamed and unabashed. Red rolls off of his fur and swirls down the drain. "Seems to me you lost your match because you were too nice. You've got to put those bitches in their place if you're going to get them to surrender to you."

"I'm not in the mood to talk to a monster like you," Draykan says, turning off his shower and stepping away.

Tobias chuckles. "That's the kind of weakling who can't handle a game of dominance like this. It's a good thing you're no longer in the running, 'cause I'd make you squeal for me, boy!" He laughs with a roaring delight as Draykan dries himself off, slipping his simple clothing back on, and exits the locker room.

He diverts himself away from the main halls of the Nexus. There's no telling the kind of taunting or teasing that he'd have to go through if he met with Clarendala or the emissary from the Dragon's Council. Instead, he returns to the arena, roaming the emptied-out halls behind the stands. As he walks through there, he stops, catching a waft in the air of a familiar scent. "... Tik...?"

He follows the trail until he finds a doorway opened slightly ajar. When he steps through, he finds himself in an opulent observation chamber that looks out directly over the arena with windows covering the entire wall. And inside the room is Tik Tik, but she's not alone.

Standing over the kobold is Elicia the Elf. She holds onto Tik Tik's head, keeping the kobold facing the window as she strokes gloved hands over the kobold's horns. Tik Tik holds onto the handlebars, gazing down toward the arena, but the strange thing is there shouldn't be anyone out there for them to watch.

The dragon grunts, and the elf looks over her shoulder, smirking at him. "Oh, my, the loser himself. Here to take your frustrations out on the girl who made you lose?" She steps aside, motioning over towards Tik Tik. "Here she is. Have your way with her. It's only fair. She's the one who ruined your chances at winning this Tournament, after all."

Draykan clenches his fists, gritting his teeth. "Just what kind of game are you playing here? Tik, are you alright?"

Tik Tik flinches, turning her head slowly, her eyes puffy, her scales slick with tears. She sniffles and turns to face the dragon. "She right, Draykan. Tik Tik teach Izon do magic make dragon. I knew she could beat you. Tik Tik knew could mean Draykan lose." She falls to her knees, dipping her head down. "Tik Tik know that Draykan want punish bad girls, so punish Tik Tik."

"You did this to her!" Draykan snaps, pointing to Elicia. "How about I use my knightly training to fuck some sense into you!?"

Elicia chuckles at that, hands on her hips. "Oh, you wouldn't do that because you'd lose your chance in the Tournament."

"Like hell, I won't!" Draykan roars, standing tall. "I might as well have been eliminated already. Seeing Tik Tik like this, I know something bad has happened, and you're responsible."

"Well, then, by all means," Elicia says, cinching up her dress, lifting it up over her waist. "Fuck me."

Draykan recoils, stumbling back towards the doorway. "What the fuck!?" What is that!?"

Elicia drops her dress, shaking her head. "Nothing you should concern yourself with," she says. "I know your weakness, dragon. You won't punish me with your cocks, because I frighten you. That's alright. I'll leave the two of you here to wallow in your failure and Tik Tik's selfishness." She blows Draykan a kiss and steps back, heading out another door.

The dragon lets her leave, taking a few moments to recover. "That... that wasn't normal... it was... demonic..."

Tik Tik looks up to Draykan, frowning. "Come on, Dray... do you want make Tik Tik your pet? Elicia said,... that's the only way to make up for it."

"Mrrph..." Draykan scratches the back of his head. "I'm not going to lie, Tik, I'm pissed that you'd knowingly give my upcoming opponent such a huge advantage against me, but... you've got bigger things to worry about right now. I'm not going to just... mind break you like that. You're my friend."

"But Elicia was right, and-"

"Maybe she is right about some things, but I'm not going to do what she wants. You know what? I'm going to find Clarendala. I have a lot to think about. Find me later when you're in a better mood if you want to be broken, but I'm not going to ruin my friend."

With that, Draykan steps out of the room, closing the door behind him. He'd have to check in on Tik Tik later. Now, he has to wonder exactly what he's doing here and what he's going to do about his future.

"Is this power even worth the stress?"