"Hmmmmm....."
"...Alice?"
"Hmmmmm...." Alice frowned. "Yep, I would say I did pretty good."
Pretty good, my ass. The exhausted Yasen sighed, her draconic scale softening in ice gels, as her ashen eyed was imbued reluctant blues, the prideful dragon's body serving as a mere, diligent, humble 'mana conduit' to hold back part of Alice's power, as the Dragon's eyelid and long neck slumped, as if she would faint the next moment from having her blood vessals constantly torn inside out during the process.
