"..."
Adam was dumbfounded and confused with ajar jaws as he saw the dragon going retard.
"Can I take a look?" Realising that needs to take action personally, Adam stood up and walked around the table only be astonished. "This thing!?"
The inside of the casket was carved out. In the empty space was a cute little winged creature sleeping peacefully. As long as an adult's palm, the fabric that was worn by the entity was incredibly luxurious. It slept on his side and it was hugging a tiny spear like a body pillow. The snuggling figure was in a deep slumber.
Adam's yell woke the duo from the trance. "You know this... thing?", asked the Sage as he shuttled his eyes between Adam and the casket.
"Yes, that is you." The earthling's nonchalant reply was a shock to the old man. "So you're telling me that this little disgusting cryptid is my soul?" Adam nodded to Sage's query.
HECK!
