Keirst walked over to his sword, picked it up, and placed it on the rack with all the other swords. He threw his dagger across the room, he wouldn't need it. He just hoped this thing would find use for him as a slave and not just stuff him down his massive cock. He lay on the ground in front of the dragon. After a few minutes he slowly became visible. He started breathing like he had been socked in the stomach. He felt the energy leave his body.<br/>"If you are going to kill me," Keirst panted, "At least let me keep my clothes on, don't take away my dignity. But if you want I will do anything you ask, for you are my master." With that he closed his eyes. The after affects had kicked in. He would be asleep for... probably half an hour.