Springriver Manor.
The clang of metal rang softly as Raze flexed her gauntleted hand…
It was always like this when she had to feed Roan. She would have to visit a secluded area where she could cook peacefully for Roan, her partner.
Roan had already gotten big, and his appetite had obviously changed.
Even if this Dragon could also eat Zombie Cores, it doesn't mean that Raze would just feed her precious companion with cores every day.
That would be torture, and she could never let that happen at all.
Anyway, Roan had just finished devouring almost a hundred pounds of meat that Raze had roasted in the fire pit.
After that, the young Dragon curled back and turned into her tattoo. He was satisfied and sleepy. His rest meant her turn now.
Outside, Raze could see many other Survivors starting their Conversion process to ensure that they have enough points to win something in the Auction.
It was quite fun to see…
