Strax let out a low, husky laugh. His eyes, now more intense, bore into hers with a gleam like that of a predator who had just been challenged.
"If I forget… you'd try to burn me alive, Kali," he said, his voice low, warm, and dangerously low.
"Exactly," she replied, brushing her lips against his jaw before pulling away, her feet finally back on the ground. Still naked, still imposing, she made no move to cover herself. The body she wore now was not just a vessel—it was her statement to the world. She wanted to be seen. Tasted. Feared.
Evelyn cleared her throat, breaking the thick tension in the air.
"Well, since the hormonal apocalypse is over for now… can we get back to the part where an ancient dragon nearly tears the fabric of reality apart when he reincarnates?" She crossed her arms, her eyes still avoiding Kali's glowing body.
