Emery emerged from the swirling darkness of the Khaos domain, his feet finding familiar ground as he stepped through the Famine gate. Before him, the dragon's majestic form towered, its serpentine eyes watching him intently.
"I am thinking about moving you someplace else," Emery began, his voice firm yet carrying a hint of uncertainty.
The dragon tilted its head slightly, the golden hues of its eyes reflecting the curious spark within. "Do you have a place in mind?"
Emery shook his head, "Not at this instant. But with the dark elf now aware of who I truly am, it's only a matter of time before they probe deeper. Your presence here only endangers my home. I'd feel better if you were constantly on the move, with me."
A deep, throaty chuckle emanated from the dragon, its massive body vibrating with amusement. "What happened to that naive youth I once knew?"
