Prelude

The individual who approached me was a bear of a man. He stood nearly 7’-0’’ tall with broad shoulders, muscular arms, chest, and legs. He surely weighed 325 pounds or more and was apparently of Mongolian ancestry. He had a confident smirk on his face, and he was easily 30 years old.

“So little man, you would challenge the established order of things here,” he said in a growl. I merely smiled.

My present appearance was my usual Human one. I’m 5’-11’’ tall, weigh 175 pounds and am a bit thin. I’m presently 21 years old. My brown hair is cut short, but I’m not a skinhead. My violet eyes smiled at him as he drew nearer.

“I have been sent to ensure you are no longer trouble to those in charge here,” he told me.

“It seems that I’m always a pain in the ass to those in charge. You should leave before you get hurt,” I told him, giving him fair warning. He merely laughed at the warning. I said no more, but in the blink of an eye changed into my Dragon form at the twenty-foot-tall level.

“Leave or die little man,” I said as smoke drifted from my nostrils. The man had frozen between one step and the next. He stared at me in shocked surprise.