"But...," Naeli said anxiously.
"No buts, I know you care about your appearance and really despise the undead, especially those rotten and stinky zombies. But now you're an Undead Dragon, you don't have to worry about that. Even if you were a Corpse Dragon, Lisa could still make you smooth and gorgeous, isn't that right, Lisa?" The latter half was addressed to Lisa.
"Yes, no problem, but you're too big, and your magic resistance is high, so it's going to be expensive. How about you choose a local skin softening treatment, just for your face?" Lisa replied.
"I... I..."
"Don't worry, we have..." Negris continued to console, but before finished speaking, Naeli scratched his face with a claw.
"Shut up, let me finish", she snapped. "I worry about a tornado as much as a dragon bothers with a flea, the fact is, I'm just too happy, too excited! I'm immortal now!"
