"Bring Lyra." Zared nodded at the door.
His intrigue for this female was increasing by the minute as he watched her do things her own way, with so much audacity.
But he didn’t know that this was how Roxy was from the very beginning. She was a no-nonsense person who wouldn’t tolerate anything. Despite the way she shows herself to the world. Deep within her, Roxy craved for soone to hold her and tell her she was doing the best just breathing.
Because her family never told her that, even once in her life.
That’s why the child growing in her belly, even though he was a beast, already had so strong attachnt to her, even before she knew how he was going to beco after being born.
Malcor looked hesitant, but he scurried out. Minutes later, he returned with a female dragon-shifter.
Roxy expected an Amazonian warrior. Soone terrifying.
What walked in was disappointing.
Lyra was tall, yes. She had scales and horns. But she was thin. Gaunt. Her scales looked dull, lacking the shine that the males had.
Her eyes were sunken, and her hair was brittle. She looked at Zarek with adoration, but she looked tired just standing there.
The feminine part of Roxy throbbed just looking at her.
Her anger toward n stemd from years of abuse that flared. She snapped at Malcor, trying to calm her rage.
"This is your strongest female?" Roxy asked in a sarcastic tone.
To the others, it felt like an insult, but it was just Roxy reining in her anger.
"She is fierce!" Malcor defended. "She can fly for days!"
"Fly?" She scoffed. "She looks like she’s going to pass out just by standing," Roxy countered. She walked around Lyra, inspecting her like she was a matron at a boarding house.
The system scanned Lyra.
[Scan Complete.]
[Target: Lyra. Species: Dragon. Status: Malnourished. Calcium Deficiency. Iron Deficiency. Bone Density: Low]
"What do you feed them?" Roxy asked, her voice calm.
Zarek replies this ti. "The males hunt. We eat the hearts and the muscles of the kill. We are the ones to protect them."
"And the females?" Roxy pressed.
"They eat the remains," Malcor said with a shrug. "They do not fight, so they do not need strength."
Roxy stared at them. Fuming as she thought, if that were so, why did Zarek give her the whole at? Or was he just different?
"Are you all fucking stupid?" Suddenly asked, settling her gaze on Malcor. Before a laugh bubbled out of her throat.
The cave went silent, not expecting it. Malcor bristled. "You dare insult–"
"Yes! I dare!" Roxy shouted, throwing her hands up. "You idiots! You absolute, misogynistic lizards!"
At this point, Roxy was just using them as an outlet.
No matter where she went, n would always be n, showing how disgusting they could be.
She marched up to Zarek, poking a finger into his rock-hard abs. "You wonder why your won can’t carry your babies? Because you’re starving them! You’re eating all the protein and iron, and leaving them the garbage!"
Normally, they were ant to survive with only just at. But during the pregnancy period, that wasn’t possible.
"They do not fight," Zarek argued, growling at the finger she dared to use. "Why waste the resources?!"
So we won waste resources now?
Roxy sarcastically laughed, "Because making a baby is harder than fighting a bear, you moron!" Roxy scread. "It takes calcium to make bones! It takes iron to make blood! It takes fat to make the brain! If the mother doesn’t have it, the baby takes it from her bones until she breaks!"
She spun on Malcor. "Your daughter isn’t too weak because she holds on to her will to live. She’s weak because she has anemia! Loss of blood! You’re trying to build a skyscraper on a foundation made of toothpicks, and then you act surprised when it collapses."
At this point, Roxy knew she was just rambling nonsense. Because she knew they couldn’t understand the modern words she spoke.
[Successfully Translated to the Targets.]
Thank you, System, I love you
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