"That sounds like an excellent idea," she rumbles.
Kirke throws 'her' tablet on the ground with some force, stamps on it, but the ceramic resists her strength.
Xenophon is less outwardly emotional, just placing his tablet next to his sister's.
Kreyu brings one foot down on the tablets with a mighty STOMP, then grinds her foot back and forth for a moment. The hated contracts are reduced to powder.
"And so strong too," Kirke says, looking at Kreyu. "Do you have any sisters?" she asks the dragon.
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Kirke throws 'her' tablet on the ground with some force, stamps on it, but the ceramic resists her strength.
Xenophon is less outwardly emotional, just placing his tablet next to his sister's.
Kreyu brings one foot down on the tablets with a mighty STOMP, then grinds her foot back and forth for a moment. The hated contracts are reduced to powder.
"And so strong too," Kirke says, looking at Kreyu. "Do you have any sisters?" she asks the dragon.
"Kirke!" Xenophon scolds, flushing.