"I swear to the heavens, dragon, if you try to kick me off again, I'm going to grab your crotch and hang on from there!"
"...!" Draven's throat suddenly went dry by those words. He froze for a long time before his pale face showed a light shade of pink. He looked down on Rhea with a frown of disbelief,
"I have never seen a shameless woman like you!"
"Well, well, well! Do not think for a moment that I am the one without shame here. It seems to me that you are just as shameless as I am, for why else would you so boldly and shamelessly stab a defenseless lady?" Rhea quipped, her words dripping with disdain.
Suddenly, a large boulder shook loose from the ceiling above them, causing Draven to leap out of the way just in time. He felt the powers holding him in the air begin to falter, and he quickly scrambled to cling onto the solid stone wall to keep himself from falling. Meanwhile, the crazed woman who had been clutching onto his legs hung on for dear life, refusing to let go.
