Nothing could be more embarrassing than watching an Evil Spirit bare its fangs and charge at you, only to trip over its own feet halfway there and go sprawling with a splat. If there was anything more embarrassing, it was doing it again...
After the Figurine Evil Spirit scrambled back to her feet, she immediately charged her target again, shrieking and hissing all the while. But halfway there, she went splat once more, this time taking an even worse fall. Hao Ren could clearly hear her face smack against the floor, and he immediately felt a little sorry for the unusually tiny Evil Spirit.
And this was supposed to be an embodiment of evil power...
"She was probably dazed by my sister's water just now." Nangong Sanba crouched beside Hao Ren and watched the tiny creature rolling around on the floor with sympathy. "Look, she keeps stepping on her own feet."
"How did such a tiny Evil Spirit appear?" Hao Ren was still hung up on the question. "Vivian, this split of yours is way too sloppy."
Lily, however, saw the logic in it. She shook her head. "The bat's clones have always been unpredictable. She even made a world-shaking clone in Purgatory. Why can't she produce one the size of a mouse here?"
The Husky spirit always found a different angle to approach things from. Once she gave her conclusion, everyone present nodded in agreement. At that moment, the fallen little figurine had once again struggled to her feet. She seemed to have realized that she was dizzy, so she shook her head hard, then changed targets: she turned and charged at Doudou, who looked easier to bully.
Doudou was already nervous after sensing this "strange thing." When she saw it pounce at her, she was startled. Without thinking,