But since even his own father, a Silver Dragon, had given the green light, what complaints could he, a Red Dragon, possibly have?
That female Tyrannosaurus really did bite him on the butt!
His rear still ached faintly even after his dad's healing spells had stopped the bleeding.
Even if just to avenge that bite, I'm prepared to completely empty her coffers, David thought.
If I weren't worried about alarming Saeolus City, I'd even consider moving this whole Mage Tower, not leaving a single tile for her, he mused.
While his dad snuck up the stairs, preparing to crack the Mage Tower's defenses, David, an elf-style piece of lace lingerie dangling from the tip of his tail, began ransacking the relatively safe bedroom.
Then, without any hesitation, he packed all the garments of various races the female Silver Dragon used for changing outfits from the wardrobe into his "Portable Cave."
