Nana smiled. "The part where it hurts!"
Dark understood at once that she meant the moment Cofagrigus had uprooted the Underworld Flame from within her body.
But according to what Nana had said before, hadn't it only hurt a little?
Facing her young master's skeptical gaze, Nana blinked her large round eyes innocently and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Did Nana suddenly become prettier?"
"No, it's nothing." Dark turned back around and resumed his careful observation of Cofagrigus's changes.
Josie was larger than Nana, and even simple movements made Cofagrigus move.
As a result, Cofagrigus swayed rather violently.
Moreover, this abnormal movement lasted much longer than it had with Nana.
Nearly five minutes passed. Dark was growing anxious enough to almost lift the coffin lid himself when Cofagrigus's lid suddenly opened. Josie, lying inside, sat bolt upright just as Nana had before.
And the light in her eyes burned even hotter than Nana's!
"In the name of Dark Dimon, Magic Guidance Summon—Pride I!"
Without hesitation, Dark activated Pride I. Before Josie could climb out of the coffin, he struck first, slapping Pride I hard onto her forehead like a talisman.
Golden light burst forth, illuminating Josie's face in dazzling radiance.
With a slight push, Dark pressed her upper body back into the coffin—just as if he were dealing with a zombie.
Of course, Josie did not howl like a zombie.
At his push, she lay flat without moving, her ample curves rising in peaks and valleys.
But Dark could see that her chest was still heaving violently. Her fingers trembled slightly as they gripped the coffin board tightly, clearly enduring with all her strength.
The urge to reproduce clashed against the pride rising within her heart. The fierce conflict between these two utterly different emotions trapped her in an extreme emotional