"Got Goldie?" Stripey asked belatedly.
Goldie was puzzled. "It's God Goldie! Not Got Goldie!" It was furious. Stripey's tone is so problematic.
"Oh." Stripey patted its buttocks.
The Earthlord Serpent beneath its butt grew giddy from being rubbed. Stripey took a deep breath. The disastrous black clouds floating overhead suddenly started flowing in reverse and fell into the crack in Stripey's back like waterfalls that were trying to wash something away.
However, these waterfalls weren't made of water. Instead, the mass of concentrated black clouds had resulted in the formation of scorching black clouds that could burn a large area into magma.
Light flickered inside the crevices on the surface of Stripey's body as the boiling heat seeped inside. Stripey's body temperature rose unyieldingly.