Chapter 4

Flying would never be a bore.

All of my life, I had always wanted to soar through the skies like superman and the other heroes shown in cartoons. Just being able to carry yourself in the winds and going wherever you want to go without the restrictions of having to pilot or be a passenger on a vehicle was just so liberating. My first month as a Contractor upon getting my template of Sun Wukong was to simply fly for hours on end just to get used to the concept of freely moving through the air.

I wasn't an instant expert, but all the nasty falls and crashes really served to heighten the process to an already amazing gift. Now I had complete control over how to disembark into the sky and fly as swiftly as a bird. It also helped that Irene was there to coach me on proper maneuvers to make when flying at my own leisure and in combat.

So, when Amber offered to give us wind gliders as thanks for helping her with her reconnaissance mission, I opted to simply let Aether try them out since she was the only one between the four of us that couldn't naturally fly. Just using a wind glider felt so limiting to me, and I didn't want to just freely fly around town and bring attention to myself yet.

So, Irene, Paimon and I were stuck to the ground as we played support to Aether who swiftly soared down from the plaza holding the Anemo God's statue. Like in the battle against the Hilichurls, Aether was unsurprisingly nimble with using Air Glider to avoid crashing into the rows of buildings and obstacles that led toward the front entrance of the city. It was no brainer that she'd be an ace at this since her original powers allowed her to use her glider (or is it wings) to fly.

Still, it didn't stop me from congratulating her amazing performance when she was close to land, she was floating down toward us when I took a couple of steps forward. By nature, I knew she'd be descending towards us, so I met her halfway and caught those bare, curvaceous hips of hers.

"That was amazing, Aether." I chuckled and held her up much to her flushed enjoyment.

"T-Thanks, Michael." I pulled her down for a kiss that lasted just a bit longer than most people's liking as some passerby glanced at our display of affection with various displays of envy or annoyance. Amber found herself to be particularly in the "envy" category as she was caught between staying silent to let our moment of passion pass, congratulate Aether, and suggest "something" else.

From the corner of my eye, that "something" else pertained to me since she still seemed to keep glancing at me more than ever. I had to stifle some laughter as this had been happening since my capture of her. It was now a matter of when I'll finally claim her and capture her with my Shroud. Unlike Irene, Aether, and Paimon, my ability to bind people won't automatically shift from using [Treasure Hoard] to my Shroud.

So, when I bite someone to bind them, they won't get their shroud and have my will imposed onto them. No, they'll basically be given the regular binding without the extra Shroud benefit. That's why when the time was right, I'll pull her off to the side and set my Shroud upon her…maybe might even plow that fat ass of hers while I'm at it. It's just so grabbable and asking to be fucked.

'Don't I know it, beloved.' Irene's purred in my mind.

'Get out of my head, Irene…'

'I will once you stop allow Aether the chance to breathe, beloved.'

Eyes widening, I broke the kiss that was sucking the air out of my blonde lover who had initiated a deeper french kiss while I was deep in thought over Amber's ass. I had to chuckle over the piteous moan she made I retreated, but I pulled her in to a deeper hug and whispered that such fun will have to wait for later.

With a pout, she nodded into my shoulder and so instead settled for holding my hand. Honestly, she was really getting clingy these days, but I loved her for it.

"Th-That was amazing, Aether! For a novice, you sure moved like a real pro!" Amber, finding it within herself to speak up, rushed over to congratulate my wife. She kept glancing at our linked hands but mostly pushed her feelings aside to properly congratulate the Traveler. "I don't even think you'll struggle to get your Glider's License."

"A license?" Paimon asked.

"Oh, right. In order to glide around Mondstadt, you need to have a license otherwise you'll be charged with a steep referral pay of 10,000 Mora for the first offense, and imprisonment for the second offense." Amber explained.

"But wouldn't we have faced those consequences with Aether's sudden performance just now?" Irene queried with a frown and Amber froze at the implication as her smile grew a little rigid.

"A-Ah, under normal circumstances, but you guys were in luck because you had me to accompany you. Had another knight that's on duty seen you glide down, then I would have vouched for you, ehehe…" Y-Yeah, looks like she didn't think this through.

And speaking of having a license. "You mind if we can see your license just to know what one looks like?"

"I would, but I'm afraid I left mine back at the barracks." That response sounded to well acted to be taken as genuine, so that confirms that like in her character quest, she's in the middle of regaining her license after losing for violating the rules again.

"Staaaare~." Paimon didn't believe her BS either.

"W-What, I'm not allowed to forget my license? Being forgetful happens to all of us, ya know."

"We believe you." I nodded.

"Then stop looking at me like that."

"Looking at you like what?" I blinked.

"With that weird look!" Not giving me much to go off of, Amber.

"That's just how he naturally looks, dear." Irene nodded and walked to my side to pinch my cheek.

"He sure does and that's just part of his charm." Aether giggled at my side and pinched my other cheek.

I don't know how to feel about having a face be described as weird, but since it's these two I'll let it pass.

"Hmm, weird is putting it lightly. Paimon guesses the best term to describe it is bizarre at best and freaky at worst." Very funny Paimon, I'll be sure to remember to laugh when I'm furiously using you as my cocksleeve to beat my dick. You should know by now that I hold grudges.

"Whoa! Paimon just felt a chill down her spine." The little angel shivered.

My enjoyment over talking with my companions was sharply interrupted by the horrid stench of malice that filled the breeze of Mondstadt. I narrowed my eyes and nodded to Irene, who noticed the subtle shift in the atmosphere. The others weren't quick on the uptake like we were, but Aether was able to glean that something was up.

"Is something wro-?"

As though fury and anger were given form, raging black hurricanes of corrupted Anemo struck the city. It was so sudden that no one was prepared for the sudden blotting of the sky and damaging of the city's infrastructure.

"Wh-What's going oooooooooooon!" Paimon wailed as she was almost sucked into one of the multitude vortexes on the streets that were sucking people up and flinging them into the air. Luckily, I managed to catch Paimon before she could be whisked away.

"Get to safety!" Amber roared out through the roaring winds and led my group of companions down the road we were currently on to the nearest shelter set in place. The cries of terror from the citizens could be heard around the city as chaos made it hard for the knights to secure a tight procedure in ensuring safe evacuation.

"Momma!"

"Freed!"

I plucked a hair out and ignored Amber's surprised squawk in surprise to order him to save the child swept up by the winds and falling toward his death. Damn when you thought about it any average joe that wasn't the Traveler or a playable character from the games would have been faced a messy death just by getting caught in one of these twisters.

"Nooo!"

"Help!"

"C-Can't breathe!"

I plucked more hairs as the various screams for help escalated. My clones were diligent in ensuring that the townsfolk weren't sent flying, pulled into a tornado with various debris that would tear them apart, and suffocating under the malignant winds of the Stormterror. Things were starting to get dicey once even the buildings were starting to get uprooted by the winds.

Then came the obnoxious, vicious roaring of Dvalin himself as he flew across the city, bodily crashing through the city's buildings and summoning more tornadoes that seemed to tear the city's walls up.

"Well, this is quite the bother." Like swatting a fly, Irene flicked her hand and started dispelling the nearby tornadoes with her enchantment magic. "You go on ahead, beloved. I'll lend my assistance to the knights and stop this bothersome breeze from further ruining our day out together."

"Wait, hold on, you're going up there to face that dragon? On your own!?" Paimon screamed in disbelief.

With steadfast resolve in her gaze, Aether approached me with her blade summoned. "Let me come with you, I can help."

I pondered on having Aether join me in the ensuing conflict. Having her by my side to drive off the dragon wouldn't hurt like it during canon, but…

I placed my hands on her shoulders and shook my head. "I know you can, Aeth… But everyone down here will need all the help that they can get. I'll keep the big guy distracted while you guys ensure the civilians stay safe and figure out a way to clear the skies."

'Beloved, this storm that the forsaken dragon has tainted with its corruption is barely a challenge for me to remove. My enchantment could easily-.' Irene linked our minds with Telepathy and casually spoke to me as if a disaster wasn't taking place around us.

'I know.' Out of my entire retinue, she was the most versatile and strongest companion that I have. Hell, she's stronger than even me by a wide margin especially when she has time to prepare with those enchantments of hers that basically allow her to do most of everything she can think of. She could simply cast a Weather Enchantment right now and the skies would be as clearer than before the storm hit us.

But no. 'But we still need to build better rapport with the Knights of Favonius and by lending our aid to seize the temples holding Dvalin's powers, we get an in. Me going up there to face the big guy will only help things move along faster. We kill two birds with one stone, and the city gets saved. Win-win.'

'If that is your wish, then I only ask that you take care, dear.'

'I will and I ask that you all do the same.'

Looking torn, Aether internally warred with forcing the issue to come with me or helping the others out. Seeing that frown on her cute face just turned my stomach the wrong way, so I chuckled and kissed her forehead. "I'll be fine, honey. Have faith, the moment you guys take care of the winds, the faster the big, nasty dragon goes away. I'll be back before you know it."

"…Okay. Be careful." She reluctantly acquiesced with my decision and expectantly looked me in the eye.

"I promise." I nodded and gave her a peck on the lips. I turned to my two other lovers and approached Irene. "Wish me luck." I pecked her on the lips.

"Hmph, you do yourself a disservice by underplaying yourself, beloved. You will not be needing it." Considering I would have long since been dead with all the hellish training you put me through in your dragon form, I didn't doubt her encouragement.

"P-Paimon will do her best to help out!" The little angel saluted to me. Even when scared, she's so adorable when trying to act brave.

"I know you will." I plucked out from the air and pecked her lips. "Wish me luck."

"Luck!" That managed to give her some confidence.

"Michael, you can't be seriously thinking about going up there to-!" Oh, right, Amber. I shrugged and gave the outrider an open mouth kiss to the lips. What, she made it super easy with all the lip flapping she was doing to dissuade me from committing suicide from her perspective.

She certainly didn't expect me to kiss her, and she certainly didn't want me to stop when she started whimpering when I had to end it.

"Wish me luck." I winked at her, took a couple of steps back and conjured a clone to leave to assist them along with the others helping throughout the city.

"B-B-But you don't have a glider how are you even able to-!?" Amber blustered.

"Don't need it!" I laughed as I immediately cratered the ground beneath me once I took off flying after the rampaging sky dragon. The bastard was mindlessly blasting orbs and concentrated waves of Anemo energy all over the place. Not aware of my presence, I took this moment to fly above him and heartily thwack the being with my 17,000 lb. staff.

The loud crack it made against the dragon's skull did worry me as he did somewhat crumble underneath the full weight of the weapon and most of my strength used to swing it. Yet this was a dragon, and their type weren't so easily cowed by just a single strike. With it's attention now solely on my, Dvalin angled his head to fully face me and released a hair-raising shriek that knocked me back a few feet into the air.

The fucker went from attacking everything in sight to attacking me. Now instead of me chasing him, it was now he that was doggedly pursuing me through the vast skies of Mondstadt. I made sure to fly as far as I could from the city to distract him. Whenever he had the cognizance to remember that Mondstadt was getting further away, I chucked my staff at his snout and conjured an anemo wind blade to bounce off his thick hide.

My prowess with using Anemo energy left much to be desired especially when facing a being who's main element is the embodiment of the winds, especially the ones in Mondstadt. The wind blades that Aether and I used paled in comparison to the sharpness of Dvalin's Anemo infused razor winds that cut off the head of a distant mountain after I had barely dodged it.

My durability was stupidly good, but even with the way I am now, I'll get cut in two. Which is what did happen when the freaking jerk decided to go all "Dakka" on me and fire a relentless barrage of razor winds at me. My immortality kicked in and allowed me to regrow my bottom half while severed lower half instead created a duplicate of me. This process kept on going until I had a literal army of duplicates from my severed body parts and their own severed body parts.

"Hold him down!" I roared as my clones charged the berserk dragon at all ends. With most following my mental command to simply try and tear off the abyssal poisoned blood clots on his neck and lower back. The dragon feeling this, panicked and somehow went into an even bigger frenzy than before.

"Stop moving!"

"We're literally trying to freaking help you!"

"Stop being dramatic and let it happen!"

A nasally voice screeched as the air around Dvalin grew chilly. "You will not stop the reckoning that will befall Mondst-hurk!" Huh, wasn't that the Cryo Abyss Mage that destroyed the Holy Lyre in the game? Was it seriously hiding on Dvalin's back the whole time!?

"Hey, I found this little guy freezing a couple of the others! What should I do with him!?" One of my clones that captured it viciously beat the creature's head into Dvalin's hard scales.

"Shroud and sell that bitch then get back to helping us!"

"Got it!"

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Well, that's one problem solved and another that's still trying to shake off my legion of clones on him. Honestly it was ridiculous how long Dvalin could keep it up. My clones couldn't even get a good grip on the cysts with how reckless the dragon was. It did provide me with a couple of openings to take when clobbering the bastard to make him less resistant, but that only seemed to piss him off even more.

Eventually, he got so fed up that he erected a massive barrier of winds that blew away and diced my clones to ribbons. Futilely, my clones did recreate themselves and use their dismembered limbs to create more duplicates, but I dismissed them when it seemed that throwing them at the dragon just wasn't doing it.

"Tch, what now?" I growled and narrowly dodged another blast of Anemo energy that dug through the wide fields of Mondstadt and destroyed a huge party of passing Hilichurls that were caught in the crossfire. Heh, sucks to be them. Unless there was another female Hilichurl amongst their rank, then it was such a waste of some good Hilichurl tits and ass. A shame, a damn shame.

We resumed our little game of cat and mouse for…pfft, I had no clue how long. I didn't even have the chance to look at my phone to check the time. I couldn't very well check via the sky because where this fucker goes, a storm is always blotting the sky!

"Sheesh, shouldn't Venti, Barbatos or whatever he wants to call himself be here to at least bless me with the power of a thousand winds? Just where the hell is he?" I growled and threw Nyoibo at the barriered dragon that simply dodged the hurtling pillar of a staff and continued firing sickle bladed blasts of wind at me.

"Geez, fine, if you needed help so badly then you could have just asked, you know." What the fu-? "You looked like you had this handled, so I just left you to it, but if you really need my assistance then next time just ask. You're seriously killing my post-dandelion wine binge bliss, my good sir."

"A wine bing-! Bitch!" I snarled and snapped my fingers to recall Nyoibo back into my hand. "Have you been drinking yourself silly while the city's under attack!?"

"…" Well? What do you have to say for yourse-! Suddenly, I felt a wellspring of Anemo energy surge within me as Anemo barrier of dense winds the same as Dvalin surrounded me. "Do not worry, I am preventing your fall with the power of a thousand winds!"

You have got to be fucking kidding me right now.

"Now concentrate! See yourself grasping the wind! Concentrate and harness it's energy!"

"Barbatos, you are full of shit. I hope you know that!"

"Sorry, can't hear you through all that wind! Good luck, ehe~!"

I swear the moment that we officially meet, I'm going to fuck that boi pussy of yours to oblivion!

Well, at least with the Anemo god's blessing, I stood a better chance at breaching through the dragon's impenetrable wind barrier with my empowered wind blades actually cutting through it and actually lopping off a good chunk of the corrupted dragon's blood cyst that's located on it's neck. This much damage seemed to be the final straw though as Dvalin immediately fell back and retreated off into the distance.

I would have made to follow him, but when I saw that was steering clear of Mondstadt, I chose to back off for now and let him escape. That amount of damage will keep him licking his wounds for a while. Lowering myself to the ground, I detected that Venti's blessing was still within me. It disappeared after the dragon's retreat like in-game.

Observing the terrain, I breathed in sharply at how fucked the fields in the far distance and around here this area was. The lands were torn apart, and I noticed a couple of house sized craters from where my thrown staff probably landed. It looked like a warzone. I reminded myself to call Irene later when things have died down to help me fix the landscape with her magic because this was just horrid to leave alone and desecrate Mondstadt's natural beauty.

Yeah, I'm invested in the environment. It wouldn't look good to show up, throw hands with a dragon, and leave shit a mess. I may be an Interdimensional Slaver, but I'm not an inconsiderate slob especially towards Mother Nature. If I really want to fuck with Mother Nature, I'd use my dick, not freaking wind blades that can cut mountains in two.

Still, I was a bit excited with the blessing still in effect. Looking at my hand that was still brimming with Anemo energy, I concentrated and directed my finger at a nearby boulder. "Bang." The pressurized wind bullet that I shot caved a perfect hole through the boulder, a tree, a hut, and the chest of a Hilichurl that was within said hut.

Uh-oh. The aggravated screeching of the creatures filled the fields as droves of them emerged from the hut with varying weapons. I groaned and would have plucked my hairs to create clones to deal with them until the last remaining Hilichurl, or should I say Mitachurl stomped their way out of the hut.

Their muscles pulsed with power as they loomed over their smaller brethren with an Electro infused axe in hand. Though I didn't really care about the weapon, I zeroed in on it's curvy feminine waist, and the tight band barely restraining the full weight of its bountiful breasts.

A female Mitachurl.

Nice.

Looks like it's going to take a while for me to reach the others. I have some Hilussy to appropriate. I'm sure they'll be fine…

AN: And that's another chapter over and done with! I hoped that you all enjoyed it and the fight. I was really sure if it lived to the scale that I had hoped for it, but it served its purpose to show how dangerous Dvalin could be and how resilient and ridiculous Michael is with the 4-fold Immortalities given to him by the Sun Wukong Template.

Anyways, I'm Out so Peace Out and have a lovely day!

P.S.- Stay tuned next time for a Lemon scene with the SI fucking the daylights out Hilussy! Be there or be a square!