Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

As he finished, he glanced at the mold that he nearly damaged most of it to form this double layered cape.

"Y\'know this might seem to be a bad idea," the golden dragon said.

"I need to try," Arthur smiled, "I\'ve a great feeling about it."

"Tsk."

Arthur had made the mold into double hollowed layers to make the cape. He had to just put the melted liquid in the space before covering the upper and lower surface with the liquid.

"This way I\'ll have triple the surface I need," he excitedly laughed while the system and the golden dragon shared their pessimistic opinion regarding this.

"Ding! What about the weight?" the system asked while Arthur was filling the space with the fluid after hammering it for hours.

He had prepared three times the size of the fluid he normally used.

"What about it?" he asked.

"Ding! Your body won\'t tolerate all this weight."

"My human body perhaps."

"Do you intend to cover your elegant dragon body with this sh*t?" the golden dragon was speechless.

"I intend to be able to absorb energy all the time," Arthur finished filling the space in his mold before carefully laying it on the ground and started covering up one side. "In fact being in dragonair form is much longer than being in human form."

"…"

"…"

The two couldn\'t refute his logic, yet it seemed bizarre even to his system.

"You are a crazy dragon, y\'know that?" The golden dragon wasn\'t pleased by these plans of him.

And he just ignored these complaints while working diligently over his cape.

"I can\'t hammer the middle part," he muttered to himself before adding, "but I can hammer the upper and lower surface."

He waited for the layer of hot fluid to cool off before turning the cape on the other side to cover it as well. When he finished, he took the cape and felt its weight while putting it inside the over again, then he started hammering it.

"Ding! I still believe this is a bad idea."

"I\'m with you."

"Can you two stop it already? The cape is almost finished," he smiled in excitement while putting the cape of the ground before adding, "take it and immerse it deeply in the lake."

"Ding! Do you want me to let it sink there forever?"

"Funny," Arthur then went to make more melted ore for the remaining gears he had. He still had a helmet, two boots, and a pair of leg guards.

The leg guards were the simplest, so he let them for the end. What he took quite some time to make was the helmet and boots.

The helmet covered his head and face with T-shaped space left for his eyes, nose, and mouth. What he was thinking about wasn\'t the helmet size, yet its elasticity to accommodate him turning into a dragon.

He knew the gloves and boots might not suit his dragonair transformation. The chest plate, the arm and leg guards were kind of suited to his huge dragon body to some extent.

Yet he planned to make his body covered with the triple layered cape and the ferocious looking helmet.

"I need to make it elastic somehow," he thought before taking the ores and examined them again. "None of them had the elastic nature," he muttered before recalling something.

"Bring me clay from the bottom of the Golam lake," he suddenly said as he recalled seeing clay beside the shore.

"Ding! What for?"

"Just bring them and you\'ll see."

\'The endurance of your helmet will decrease much," the golden dragon warned.

"I\'m a dragonair, I don\'t need armor or a helmet to protect me," Arthur said with a big smile over his face, feeling good to repay the words of the golden dragon back to him.

"What\'s the need of making all this rubbish?"

"Deterrence," Arthur simply answered, "I want to turn into a symbol of fear."

"You are already a symbol of fear."

"But with these, I\'ll turn into a real monster."

"Whatever," the golden dragon replied in a tone to end this pointless debate in his opinion.

Arthur waited for his system to bring clay. The clay was dark green in color, filled with water from the lake. Arthur took his spoon and then put the clay over the melted ore and started mixing them using his anvil and forks.

Then he started hammering the mix from time to time.

"Perfect," after half an hour of doing so, and before finishing his preparations he assessed the mix and was quite satisfied. "The clay added the elasticity I need, plus increasing the amount of energy inside the mix."

He then turned towards his mold and started filling the space between the helmet mold carefully. After he finished, he did the same as his cape and covered the entire mold from inside and outside with the hot liquid.

Then he started shaping the inner surface carefully with the forks until it was kind of smooth and equal.

"Time to make it stronger," he started hammering on it and put it back into the oven until he was satisfied with the result.

As he did with the cape, he used the anvil and made some marks over its surface. It had the initial letters of his name, his real name, plus a shape of a dragon.

Or that was what he tried to draw.

"You suck at drawing," the golden dragon groaned, "this isn\'t a dragon, it\'s a stupid lizard with pale wings!"

"Ding! Can I lead you in drawing then?"

"Can you both stop it? I\'m already content with this result."

"…"

"…"

Arthur wasn\'t affected by their words while putting the helmet on the side as he added, "take it to the lake as well and leave it there for hours."

He then went to make his boots and leg guards in the remaining hours before he finally finished.

"Bring everything here."

The system brought his helmet and his cape. The color of both changed after cooling off to have some green stains alternating with blue and red on the back of the silver and white surface.

It looked weird, yet Arthur loved it.