Gemma glared at Ghaleon for his smart ass remark about her demand.<br/><br/>"You got a better one?"<br/><br/>Gemma practically growled at him. It would have been a true growl, if she had been in her dragon form. She didn't like being a pawn in some bored gods' games. Nor did she like being in such a weak body either. It was wise of these three to change her. If she was in her powerful dragon body, she would have tried to crush them all. Gods or no gods. She didn't being used by anyone. Nor did she like Veleda's reply to her.<br/><br/>"I don't give a shit about your 'trial'. I want to be myself again and to go home, now."<br/><br/>Gemma said, angry and wishing she could set all three of these gods on fire. She looked over at Cassius and Abaddon. The Veleda seemed to blame for her dilemma. When she was back in her true form, she'd make all three of them pay for this. Veleda could play the innocent act all she wanted, Gemma wasn't buying it. She doubted the other two gods forced her too badly for this. Before she could think more of how she wanted to destroy the gods, others appeared in the hallway. The jester appeared to be an odd fellow and the other three wore clothes that were not the native style of humans in her world. Just like her roommate's clothing didn't seem native to her world either. Obviously people picked from various worlds. Here to entertain these jerks. Gemma didn't want to play games. She only wanted two things. To be a dragon again and to go home.