The Spire.

[DragonMasterX]

"Yeah, for instance, your ribs." Mar chuckled to Nero, punching him on the shoulder jokingly. "So, while we wait for the BBQ, why don't you tell us about the stuff we're gonna see at night, Nera?" he said, looking down over to the red dragon. "And by the way, you talked about a mark, and you said you have it! Can I see?" he asked curiously.

"Why don't we just sit down and listen to Nera while we wait for the meat to cook?" Dorothy proposed, missing Shadow's hint as she smiled softly to him, "I'd like to see the Mark, too!" she eagerly said, sitting across the circle they had spontaneously made.

"Dull hopes, Shadow." Mar added, winking to his friend "She's waiting to see her boyfriend, there'll be better chance with somebody else at night." He stuck his tongue out, before it was tugged on by Dorothy, who slammed Mar face first onto the sand.

And there was the dragon girl, standing next to Mar's head, a vein sporting behind her head, "I told you to keep it quiet! Geeze... Ryoji-kun isn't my boyfriend!" she grunted to her brother, who lightly took his head out of the sand.

"Then why are you getting so worked up?" Mar rethorically smiled, before Dorothy stomped his head, digging it down on the sandy floor, before she took a seat next to the humongous blue dragon and looked over to F'Nera with a calmer, much collected and cute smile.

"Gee, you were saying?" Dorothy asked.