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Amun smiled at the woman’s question. ”My world didn’t have a name. But it had seas and exotic lands and cities you could only dream of. Gods and monsters too. How about you, spitfire?” However, her next question caused him to shake his head and chuckle. ”Not really. I just know the locals are harsh and demand tribute.” He smirked at the thought.
”The pleasure is all mine, Melita.” Grinning at her, he knelt down so he was on Fangorn’s level. ”Nice to meet you too, my squishy friend.” Glancing up, the Ascended gave the red-head a mischievous look. ”Or is that squashy?” Straightening up, he backed away as she smacked the ground again. ”That’s alright, spitfire. You seem to have quite a few other skills.” Once the earth had been sufficiently pulverized, he dropped another seed in and kicked dirt over it.
”The pleasure is all mine, Melita.” Grinning at her, he knelt down so he was on Fangorn’s level. ”Nice to meet you too, my squishy friend.” Glancing up, the Ascended gave the red-head a mischievous look. ”Or is that squashy?” Straightening up, he backed away as she smacked the ground again. ”That’s alright, spitfire. You seem to have quite a few other skills.” Once the earth had been sufficiently pulverized, he dropped another seed in and kicked dirt over it.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
