"Oh? A Naga? I haven't seen one of you since the great collapse. But that makes no difference. Tell me, why should I be thankful for your husband digging up my City of Atlantis!?" Frotatur was not in a good mood. He was enjoying his harem when all of a sudden, the entire ocean floor began to quake. Before he could do anything his city was cut out from the ocean floor and taken into the sky. Luckily the water did not fall off the side, but that still does not mean what had happened was right.
"Whether I dug it up or not is not something you should care about. What you should care about is that you and your people are safer here than they are down below." Blake suddenly spoke up. "Merman, human, naga, dragons, gods, I do not care what type of being you are. What I care about is that I do not give the people of the underworld more souls to use for whatever means they would use them for."
