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"The dragon could barely think straight inside the naga, but despite the numbing spores it tried to weakly struggle while it still could before his demise. However the amalgamate naga did not intend to kill the dragon. In the dragons mind a new voice had began to echo, one that seemed deceitful, yet comforting somehow. With each passing second it became harder and harder for the dragon to block out this voice as the dragons consciousness slipped father and farther out of reach. Then as suddenly as things went dark, the dragon came back to his senses. However things seemed strange, out of place. His body seemed different and his head, wings and claws weren't where they used to be. The naga had now crouched down to allow its form to become reshaped, its second head, wings and claws had begun forming from its body, reshaping the dragon into a part of itself, adding its design to its own, growing both of them in the process."