Decimating The Drinking Competition

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"Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!" The crowd cheered, as we began drinking whole barrels of wine whole all by ourselves.

We continued drinking and drinking, as some dragons began singing in the background, some took some drums and began playing them, and there was one dragon with a giant guitar using it to form a complete melody. It was indeed a day of celebration, I suppose.

I thought everyone just hated me here, but I suppose dragons are very forgiving, or maybe they respect me more after seeing me fight, so they kind of relaxed around me instead of just looking at me with angry eyes. Nonetheless, Iron was surprisingly weak with alcohol.

"Ugh… Hic… I-I can take another one…" Iron muttered, grabbing a fourth barrel and trying to drink more, only for him to fall into the ground and collapse. "Geehhh…"

"Ahahahaha! Iron always falls first!" Boulder laughed at his fourth barrel already ending. "I am up for a fifth!"