Only then did panic flash through Edesinos's eyes. It did enjoy watching plays, but that did not mean it was willing to become a character in one!
Especially when this was an absurd puppet show. It did not even know the plot; from the initial horror to the later war, and now to a love story, it twisted and turned, brimming with bizarre imagination and unknown dangers.
Edesinos struggled, trying to break free.
But Baphomet and Minotaur, who had long found it an eyesore, could hardly let go so easily. Within the bounds of their authority, they held Edesinos tightly.
The interlude before the seventh act began. Previously, it had been a duet between Baphomet and Minotaur. Now that Edesinos had joined them, the dance had become an even more unbearable three-person dance.
Edesinos looked ashen and terrified. As a spectator, it could applaud and cheer, laugh and rage; but only after truly stepping onto this eerie stage did it realize how terrible it felt to lose all autonomy and be controlled by unknown strings like a marionette.
On the ground, inside the Raincloud Cage, Nitotip pressed a hand to her forehead. "How did I end up holding Void meetings with such a stupid demon for six hundred years straight? It seems I truly should not have stayed here. Leaving was the right path."
Though she said that, Nitotip urged Iyadase through the threads of rain, "Now is the time for you to save those three idiots. I only hope you do not become a monkey on the stage as well, like the three of them."
Iyadase answered only with a cold laugh, then spread his bone wings and charged through the flaming horizon that had sealed off the sky.
Elsewhere, amid the Scorched Earth in the southern outskirts, Fafnir