"I have no clue. Avoiding the demonically possessed street lights? Or maybe the cars?" The weirdness quotient in New York was sufficiently high. Nika did have to protect the embassy from dragons at one point.

She blinked at the bandage comment. "Bandaging?"

Which wasn't really bondage. Unless it was the bond of giving Nika scars. She didn't feel bad. Outside of the small throbbing pain she had on her back.