John Newman, the Gamer, a level 51 mage of some description was looking up at the silent dragoness sitting on top of him. His tattered clothes were all over the place, many of the shreds turned to ash due to the universal heat.
Nathalia had cleanly removed everything from his body, from the shirt and pants to gloves and rings. Only thing that was left with him was the Necklace of the World Ender. That and that alone had caught her attention, an attention that returned now that her needs were sated.
"Where did you get that?" Nathalia demanded to know and tapped twice on the orange stone laying on his naked chest. It was too similar to the one embedded in her own for her not to ask the question.
"Uhm, uh, Gaia gave it to me," John hastily stammered the truth. 'Come on!' he cursed at himself. Why did that stammer still come back at times?
