[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
[Warning: passionate lovemaking and romantic smut incoming. Only for the cultured! You've been warned!]
While Vel'Asha came to terms with Mithras' masterful heist, the youth carried Elektra to the outskirts of Flameheart City, blitzing into the distance in flashes of light. From Elektra's standpoint, Mithras was teleporting with each step, bypassing lines and barriers. But in truth, he was just relying on Quantum Tunneling to phase through it all at the speed of light—traveling to the plains north of the capital.
There, verdant grassland spread as far as the eyes could see, with the occasional red oak tree popping out in isolated corners. Mithras stopped at one such tree, lowering Elektra on a bed of green pasture.
Practicing a different tone and approach in preparation for certain characters. Hope you like it!