The Jar

Inside a strangely shaped jar, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, the churning malicious thoughts spoke faintly:

"This is the third time. My opportunities to act end here. According to our contract, you must find that guy for me, help me break the seal, and let me reclaim my body."

"Until then, I won't act again."

"Of course."

The man in black robes placed it on a small table glowing faintly, then stepped back several paces.

In the next instant, the radiance flared brightly. After a slight spatial fluctuation, the jar vanished completely from the sealed room.

After a long while, the black-robed man said flatly, "Won't act again...? Heh, isn't it really because it can no longer project its power out of that jar? As expected of Super Hoopa's malicious thoughts—it really knows how to deceive."

"Hah... hah..."

A blurry voice sounded by his ear. Dazzled by the suddenly bright light, the unconscious Lin Sen gradually woke up. Then, an agonizing pain shot through his lower body, twisting his expression.

Lin Sen clenched his teeth and fists, enduring the agony of having everything below his knees brutally severed. His bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at the man before him, whose face was hidden beneath a black robe.

The man's shadowed face seemed to smile. Spreading his hands, he said, "Don't look at me like that, Forest Plague. I paid a huge price to secure the chance to use the ring."

"As for your legs... well, that was an emergency measure taken in the heat of the moment. The interference from that side was pretty powerful too. Don't worry. Just have Mr. R regenerate your severed legs. Before long, you'll be able to run and jump around again."

Lin Sen's cheek twitched as he replied calmly, "You don't