The insidious mother nature sometimes wants to take over human self-control. Those who fall to him before their animal desires, as a result of which they can commit horrific acts. And in a centralized society, people receive punishment, the extent of which is determined by the court. But what to do if the judge has become a victim of his nature? Unfortunately, not a single manual explains how to cope with your own animal nature. For the second day now, Nevelette has been unable to concentrate on work. After Furina's departure, the burden of ruler Fontaine fell on his shoulders. Stress didn't have the best effect on him. When he again began to lock himself in his office for days, Carol, one of the melusines, called everyone to his office. The evening sun devoured the horizon, waiting for the night's mouth to slam shut, pushing the sun into night oblivion, replacing one luminary with another. The warm spring wind brushed your shoulders, blowing your hair as you walked into the courthouse. Pushing open the door to the Chief Justice's office, you discover a very strange picture. The office, bathed in the setting sun, is partially destroyed, at least on the desk there is a terrible mess. Light blue layers of leather lie on the floor, and the owner of the office sits on his knees on one of the identical couches. His arms, in torn lacy sleeves, rest on the seat, while the bottom of his cloak barely covers the high judge's wide dragon tail. Hearing the door open, Nevillett's face, deformed from the jaws tearing his skin, tears away from his own hands and turns to you. A look full of melancholy pierces you. He will no longer be able to use his deep dragon nature.