A portable Giant Cat Nest had been set up on the platform, a den like an Eskimo igloo. Its entrance was just large enough for a standard-height (187 cm) Witch to bend over and enter; for giant cats, getting in and out was more of a process of "squeezing in" and "squeezing out." Well, they were liquid creatures, after all. Thud, thud, thud!
Knocking sounded from nearby. Turning around, one could see Jiang Xuan wrestling with the ground stakes for the portable Giant Cat Nest. The ground-stake slots prepared by the wooden-plank camp were insufficient. The platform provided by the company had standard seven-hole, nine-hole, and twelve-hole designs, corresponding to three common tent models.
The giant cat nest required sixteen holes. Since they were so capable of changing shape, if they were not secured tightly enough, who knew whether they might go meow-ow, meow-ow and get blown away. Giant cats themselves usually did not care—many of them drifted about without a fixed abode—but Witches could not live like that.
They needed to punch four more holes into the platform. With magic, it could have been solved in an instant.
But after entering the barrier, most of every Witch's magic had been put to sleep. It could be awakened, but that would violate the rules and result in elimination, so they could only use abilities requiring fewer than 2,000 units of magic. And relying on the physical body alone...
"We really have quite the advantage." Jiang Han licked her lips.
Du Lingxuan tilted her head, leaned closer, covered the side of her face with one hand, and whispered in a breathy voice as if sharing a secret:
"Giant~ Cat~ Strength~"
This girl was really quite adorable when she was not pulling pranks... Jiang Han pinched her good sister's plump little cheeks,