DRACO POV
Draco’s fingers spun the dial on the long switchboard, the beat reacting to his touch and pounding through his blood. The swarm shouted as the sound
pumped through the floor, bass loaning steadiness to the tall, nearly hallucinogenic electronic symphony.
“Yeah!” Draco thundered into the mic. “Who needs more?”
The swarm shouted. It was a cacophony of sound that destroyed the discuss and nearly suffocated out his music. He giggled with unadulterated delight, turning the dials and slapping buttons to control up a unused melody for his committed crowd of fans.
For a few minutes, he closed his eyes and let the laser- designed shadows flash against the obscurity interior him. There was nothing on Soil like this feeling. It was control and control, but it was moreover total opport
