Supreme Magus novel Chapter 4302

Chapter 4302: Tower Form (Part 2)

Salaark then gave them a few seconds to follow the conversations taking place inside the Mansion so that when she brought everyone back, they acted natural.

"Come on, guys, your names for Solus’ Dragon form are way lamer than usual." Garrik said, stinging the Overlord in her pride. "Is Snow White Dragon really the best you can do?"

"Of course not." Aran was offended by both the allegation and the fact that Salaark had uttered such an uncool name on his behalf. "I was just joking. What about Frostblade Dragon?"

"Much better." Garrik nodded in approval, yet Solus cringed.

"You focus on her joints and forget about the most important part." Leria interjected. "Auntie’s majestic, colorful wings. Prismatic Dragon is a much more fitting name for her."

The girls nodded, the boys retched, and Solus cringed harder. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"That’s even lamer than everything you proposed so far, Leria." Garrik pointed out, forcing Salaark to leave before she joined that ridiculous conversation to defend her taste in names. "That’s not a cool name. It’s too girly!"

"Auntie Solus is a girl, you numbnut!" She replied. "Tell him, Auntie."

"Leria is right. I’m a girl." Solus gave a noncommittal answer. "I’m sorry, guys, but all that shapeshifting tired me out, and I have to go now. I promised Ryla to take remedial lessons so that I won’t slow everyone else down the next time we practice together."

It was the first time Ryla heard of any such thing, but she knew how bad a kids’ quarrel could get and how awkward being dragged into it could become.

"Solus is right, kids. See you later." The Fomor acted as if it were the program all along and walked away with Solus.

"Thanks for the save." She sighed. "I don’t want to offend anyone, but those names were just bad."

"At least they just wanted to give you a name." Ryla sighed harder. "They want to find me a husband. They argue about which bachelor is better to set me up with, and not once did they ask my opinion."

***

Solus sought shelter in the nursery and showed her new forms to the babies. Unlike their slightly older relatives, the babies stared at her with their mouths open and showered her with enthusiastic baby babble of praise.

"Thanks, guys." Solus sniffled. "You’re the best."

Much to her dismay, her tower form got the lion’s share of the attention. With its golden skin and many precious gemstones, it sparkled like a giant toy that the babies couldn’t wait to bite and examine.

Much to the babies’ dismay, Solus kept them at arm’s length and allowed them to examine her only one at a time.

"I’m sorry, but I have no control over this stupid flaming hair." She tried to explain. "I can neither turn it off nor make it go cold, and I’m not going to let you get hurt because of me."

Luckily for her, the babies lost most of their interest when they realized how hard her skin was and that the shiny gems couldn’t be taken off.

The second-most appreciated form was the Dragon.

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