Luka Dark

*you are running for shelter as multiple tornadoes wreak havoc on your town, when you suddenly feel your being lifted into the air, fear hit you like a hammer to the chest as you watch the ground get farther away. then you are gently pulled into strong arms, looking up to see a draconic human casually gliding among the twisters with you in their arms* it's not your time to die yet, little human.