Byron's grip on Tsundria's breasts seemed to have sent her into a frenzy. Thus, she flipped her griffin like a possessed conductor, jerking it here and there to get rid of him once again.
Wasn't it ridiculous? She had seen how the bubble was strong. How he was already going to come back once it would reach its elasticity limit. Did she have another plan?
Well, that would not be so surprising. Tsundria had been alive for a thousand years, faced thousands of enemies and passed through thousands of different tricky situations. Having survived, meant how formidable and intelligent she was. There is no way she was not cooking something bitter for Byron in that head of hers.
That couldn't stop Byron from teasing her, though.
"Take it easy, Tsundria!" his voice was calm despite her attempts to send him plummeting into the nothingness below.
