Barakiel held the King-Tier White Auspicious Tiger's head in his palm as he pressed down, the edge of his claws lightly sinking into the fur.
The latter was like a kitten, frozen in place from both disbelief and suppression.
The White Auspicious Tiger momentarily couldn't understand what was happening. A human's languid voice echoed, but a dragon appeared and took him away, causing his mind to reel. His eyes slowly reflected the scene before him as he saw a purple-robed man appear, his countenance calm and gentle while he rubbed his hands as though itching to go through his rings.
He abruptly came out of his reverie and growled, "Human! What are you-"
He had only spoken a bit and tried to grow in size in order to intimidate when the threat of death hung as his head was constricted and nearly crushed under the force of a dragon's claws. The roar of a tiger turned into a whimper as he became limp, not daring to make a sound anymore.
Bzzz!~
