In the darkness of the cave, John saw nothing but the light radiating from Nathalia's body. Her orange hair glowed softly, her eyes an even dimmer light. Brightest of all was the stone in her chest. She was the only light he had right now. That was, until Salamander flew into the room.
"Yo, lovelizards, can you postpone this shit until after I am on the next level?" she dared to interrupt, having still not learnt that it was unwise to annoy Nathalia. It seemed she would get away with it this time. Nathalia pulled back from nailing John against the wall, breaking their kiss in the process before once more plucking Salamander from the air.
"Do it," she allowed John after inspecting the fire spirit more closely. The thumb-sized spirit was barely sticking out of her hand and struggling, fruitlessly, to get out while John opened the menu and used his Skill Evolution Point on Salamander.
