The enormous dragon faced the glowing silhouette submerged in a sea of light. The humanoid figure, though dwarfed by the dragon's immense size, radiated an aura that outshone him. Four angels surrounding the god drilled the dragon with their piercing, bright eyes.
After a few moments of silence, the god spoke in a self-righteous tone, "Dragon, you have fallen too deep into evil to be spared. However, in my great mercy, I might spare your life if you become my slave."
Vesuvius felt his blood boil like never before, his body shaking with shame and fury. A dragon becoming a slave? Any proper dragon would rather die in agony than consider such an indignity.
As he glanced at the angel of justice, Raquel, who took her place beside the god, he calmed slightly, knowing that the god would soon be the one losing.
"Never! Never!" Time momentarily paused as an immense surge of divine energy instantly gathered in Vesuvius' mouth.
