The dragon's massive body approached Ru, his shining eyes fixated on Ru's trembling body, which looked incredibly small next to his. The air around them felt charged, the mist curling like living tendrils, wrapping Ru in its gentle embrace.
"Say it," Heise urged, his voice carrying both command and promise. "His name. Give it to me, and I will turn him to ash."
Ru hesitated, his breath hitching as the weight of the offer pressed upon him. Arazharn's voice echoed in his mind: "If you do that, I'll blow your brains out like a bomb, Lulu." This harsh threat was like a disease that had settled into his nervous system, paralyzing him... Could he truly escape this torment? Or would he be trading one predator for another?
The dragon tilted its head, waiting patiently, the glow of its eyes intensifying. "You've endured so much, little one. Let me carry this burden for you."