418 The Power Of 420

Essence Stalker and Fitter Cleric walked into the hidden vault. It was something that could only be unlocked by merging a Dragon's reverse scale while channeling the pure Source Origin of a Dragon, so it had to be protecting something precious. 

They had expected many things upon entry, but what they actually met stunned them into silence. It was a large red-tinted lounge fit to be a VIP area in any club. 

Among the various couches and loveseats, there was one Dragonoid seated there, his reddish-black scales gleaming in the light of the wisps floating around near the ceiling. 

There were no treasures inside the room, only him and some female Wyrms and Drakes coiling around him while some music played in the background. What was even stranger was the Dragonoid's attire.