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"So, I don't care what you say, but teach your hellhound some manners!", Drago said.

Lyra placed a hand on Krac's head. "Hey, hey, easy now." She said to the dog, attempting to calm it down.

“By the way it’s been bothering me, what happened to your cat. Is it an humuncuols (can’t spell it right)”, he asked looking at bessi’s pet, “and forget about drago, as grumpy as he is he’s a kid inside”

"That's it, I going to find something to kill!", Drago said turning into his natural dragon form and flew off in the sky.

"Drago please, there's a more constructive way to manage anger..." Lyra called after him as he flew away.

Drago's form changed to a Sea Dragon and dive into the lake.

“Someone please watch him so he doesn’t hurt himself”, he said, “I’m not doing the”

"We, uh, he's underwater, and uh..." Lyra stuttered. She looked back at the large ripples that were caused by Drago's dive into the lake. "Yeah..."

“I really want to know why you hate water so much but no. Also I can’t follow him cause the wolf form cant swim as well as a sea dragon”

"I can't swim and I don't want to drown, do I need a reason other than that?" She mumbled. "Drowning is one of the most painful ways to die, father told me that..." Her voice got very quiet when she mentioned her father.

“This is the second time9, he said sitting up

Bessi sighed, “he’s not a hell hound or a cat, he’s just a simple canine homunculus.” He dug into his coat and pulled out what looked like a small bait and tackle box, opening it showed it contained much more disgusting items. Within laid several eye slugs, the nasty creatures laid lifeless and slimy, Bessi lifted one to his lips and whispered something, than chucked it as hard as he could into the lake. “And I do not need to teach him manners, he already has manners, I designed them myself you self entitled half breed.” He muttered in a huff, where the slug landed in the water it could be seen suddenly shooting off in the water like a fish, off to watch Drago and make sure he stayed out of trouble.

“Ugh, gross, you keep that in your pocket”, he asked with look of disgust

He nodded, “You are clearly not familiar with my families work. I not only have them I make them, their very useful.” He tosses one to Krac suddenly it lets out a squeal as he snatches it out of the air. “And Krac loves them.”

“What’s your family name In feel the first place”, he asked

((Give me a second while I remember what I made up lol))

((God it’s awful, please I’d love suggestions for new ones))

He put the box away, “Withermise, they are from Germany and are most well known there, so don’t be shocked if you don’t know of them. We’re alchemists and monster makers, or as we like to call ourselves Flesh Forgers.” He said this with a steady voice, no hint of boasting or anything just mater of fact.

“Alchemy”, he said moving closer to Bessi, “like seriously real alchemy and not magic?”

Drago got out of the water in his sea dragon form and was pulling a giant fish with him.

He shrugs, “Call me cliche but any sufficiently analyzed magic is indistinguishable from science. But yes I know how to do traditional alchemy.”

Lyra saw Drago emerge from the water. "Drago's back." She said to the other two.