Salaark then gave them a few seconds to follow the conversations taking place inside the Mansion so that when she brought everyone back, they acted natural.
"Co on, guys, your nas for Solus' Dragon form are way lar than usual." Garrik said, stinging the Overlord in her pride. "Is Snow White Dragon really the best you can do?"
"Of course not." Aran was offended by both the allegation and the fact that Salaark had uttered such an uncool na on his behalf. "I was just joking. What about Frostblade Dragon?"
"Much better." Garrik nodded in approval, yet Solus cringed.
"You focus on her joints and forget about the most important part." Leria interjected. "Auntie's majestic, colorful wings. Prismatic Dragon is a much more fitting na for her."
The girls nodded, the boys retched, and Solus cringed harder.
"That's even lar than everything you proposed so far, Leria." Garrik pointed out, forcing Salaark to leave before she joined that ridiculous conversation to defend her taste in nas. "That's not a cool na. It's too girly!"
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