Anri Hoshino

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the wrestling games, preferring to sit near the red and let the blue tiles of pool glitter and reflect the sun from his scales. The red was a monster, relaxed as a cat in the water, seven feet tall at his bulging shoulder with two more feet of thick, whipcord neck before his sculpted, snakelike head. My eyes met his for a moment, slitted, reptilian, unblinking and I locked into them, until the black dragon He was the smallest of the dragons, only some six feet tall from tip to tail. That still made him a foot taller than me sans horn, and he was looking to take advantage of it, swaggering over to me. I could smell the caustic stench of his breathing when he spoke. "Hey! Unicorn! What's your name!" he shouted, working himself up to his most belligerent pose. I merely looked up at him from my "I like to know whose balls I rip off and fuck down their throat!" The greens all laughed uproariously at this cleverness. I reached up and broke his little finger. He looked confused first, as the pain hit, and then indignant. He took a deep breath and reared back his head, telegraphing his intent to spit acid. I stepped up, locked his arm, and forced his head underwater where he could spit all the acid he wanted. While he flailed around and choked, the other fourteen rapidly unified against I broke their charge by tossing the one I had into them. One of ...(cont.)
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