"Storm, hee-hee-hee-hee! Meow-ao, storm!"
Cat Doyastin's huge eyes were blood-red, her smile stretched so wide it nearly tore her face apart. She danced and gestured wildly, letting out the sort of hee-hee-hee laughter an old person might make after going insane.
Saliva slid from the corner of her mouth.
"Storm, thunderstorm... meow-ao! Hee-hee, hee-hee-hee."
The other Storm Giant Cats also erupted with an intense desire to fight.
In weather completely shrouded by mist, steam, and torrential rain, even the Giant Cats' light could not pierce the curtain of rain, only offering a little illumination to the nearby convoy. Though the witches were startled by just how mad this batch of Giant Cats was, they still calmly cast one enhancement-type transformation spell after another upon their companions.
The witches smashed large quantities of potion bottles on the ground. Samples of frenzied witch sickness continuously spread with the rainwater; before long, large numbers of witch-sickness monsters would emerge among the enemy's servant army.
Jiang Han sensed the messages carried in the rain. Bloodthirsty factors made her unconsciously radiate scorching heat.
"Cat Doyastin!"
She called out, the flesh on her cheeks tightening, though the corners of her mouth still curled faintly upward.
"Meow-ao!" Cat Doyastin, whose hair shone azure, turned her head and stared at her.
"The east."
Jiang Han said, "Southeast. There's a stranded Anse servant army, lost amid the rain and thunderstorm."
The azure glow around Cat Doyastin gradually subsided. Her bristling giant cat tail and thick long hair lost their azure radiance as well, returning to the battle-hardened snow-white color.
She gave the Giant Cats their orders:
"Meow-ao, Mao Guola, Cat Yaya, you two cats will take... two witches and a mage to wipe out this stranded servant army. May Meow Yi Ao's cat paws smash them to pieces, meow-haha."