Phoenix Egg

Zeno's expression turned grave, snuffing out the tranquillity in the air with a princely aura as his eyebrows shot up. "What do you want?"

Draven slumped against the chair, said "You know what I want"

Shaking his head, Zeno said "Sorry, anything else but that!"

Draven persuaded "Shouldn't you be grateful to your savoir for saving your priceless life?" amplifying his voice at the end.

"How can I be grateful with these?" he said, frisking the cuffs behind him.

"Touché. Anyway, I do prefer a formal discussion, to keep things fair!" Draven drank his bottle of water, with the suave of a cultured man.

Crossing the distance with short strides. He bended and untied his wrists. "Ahem. What about my feet?"

"I just felt it was a pain to untie it!" Draven said, showing his thick skin.

"Whatever... much better" Zeno said, relieving his sore wrists. Draven walked back to this seat.

"Excuse me, uh what happened to my clothes?"

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