The Void Dragon's resigned silence hung in the shattered sealing space like the cold remains of a star.
Despair shrouded its broken core.
The absolute void left behind by the Arrow of the Hunt was still slowly eroding the essence of its existence, reminding it of the utterly one-sided, nearly humiliating defeat it had just suffered.
Just then, a petite figure ignored the terrifying energy currents and spatial debris swirling around her, skipping through the broken seal gate and heading straight for the mountain-sized body of liquid starlight.
It was Pandora.
There was not the slightest trace of fear in her gem-like eyes, only pure curiosity and a kind of... incomprehensible excitement.
She walked up to the Void Dragon's lowered "head," which resembled a liquid mountain peak, stretched out her pale little hand, and gave it several pats as though she were smacking a giant ball. Smack! Smack!
The Void Dragon's enormous body merely trembled faintly. The dim green glow in its core flickered, conveying a numb, miserable resignation to being slaughtered at will.
After patting it a few times, Pandora seemed pleased with the feel. She gave it two harder smacks, then raised her little face to look at the battered surface of the liquid star. In an innocent tone that made the scalps of everyone listening go numb, she said:
"You got beaten up so badly! What a poor little dragon!"
As she patted it, she nodded solemnly, as if comforting a wronged child. "There, there, don't cry! It was wrong of you to try bullying Sister He Xi earlier, but since you got beaten up this badly, I'll be merciful and won't keep beating you! Don't worry, Lady Pandora always keeps her word!"
Everyone: "..."
While Pandora was "comforting" the Void Dragon, another silent exchange was unfolding