"It would be a shame to let you go." Nathalia stood tall and crossed her arms over her scaled boobs, "Therefore you will come with me."
"Ehm, don't I get a say in this?" John tried to make his opinion heard. Nathalia raised one of her long eyebrows,
"What? You are going to decline?"
"If that… is an option…?" The Gamer looked over to Rave. Between death and following the ancient dragoness, he would choose the latter, but he really did not want to be separated from his girlfriend.
