Reshuffle! Evil Spirit, Bone Spikes, Hell! Art's Envy

Evil Spirit Wendigo: Hell Form.

The immense power coursing through the Wendigo made him throw back his head and howl. He wasn't particularly intelligent, but the surge of strength filled him with boundless delight.

Art stared at the Evil Spirit Wendigo's new skin of Hellfire. For the first time, envy showed in his eyes.

He wanted that kind of power too.

Power that could kill other monsters with ease.

Art might have been a clown, but he was sick of getting chased and beaten every time he appeared.

He was the Soul Severing Clown, returned from hell for revenge. Now anyone could walk all over him.

After giving it some serious thought,

Art made a decision. He dropped the black plastic bag he always carried, slid to his knees before Li Dan, wrapped his arms around Li Dan's leg, and started crying.

He couldn't make a sound, but he shed real tears—huge ones, like pearls.

"???"

It was the first time Li Dan had seen one of his contained beings cry. He had no idea what to do with that, especially when the tears looked nothing like an ordinary person's.

He just didn't understand why Art was crying.

Only when Art pointed at the newly reborn Wendigo did Li Dan get it.

Of all Li Dan's contained beings, Chucky Hala Shao and Art were easily the most expressive.

Aside from his queen, the others barely spoke.

"The clown's crying like a baby. You really should join a circus, Art," Chucky Hala Shao mocked.

Art badly wanted to pull out his hammer and smash Chucky Hala Shao's mouth...

Then Li Dan patted Art on the head and, for once, made him a promise.

"Next time there's a chance, I'll consider you first, Art."

Art was one of his oldest contained beings,