"So, what do you want to talk about, dear?" Ouroboros asked with a seductive smile, sitting on Strax's lap. Her eyes sparkled with a mix of curiosity and amusement as her long, sinuous black hair fell around her face, creating an aura of mystery. Tiamat, Kallamus, and Lithara observed the scene with sharp gazes, the tension in the air almost palpable. But Ouroboros seemed completely oblivious to the growing anger around her, enjoying the moment as though it were a game.
Strax, showing no surprise, simply caressed Ouroboros' voluptuous thighs while casting a calculated glance at the others present. "I imagine you're all... eager, aren't you?" He said, his voice calm and deliberate. "However, as you already know, I can only reanimate two of you for now. So, before you start looking at me like you're going to devour me, I need to make a few things very clear." He smiled at them, taking his time to continue.
