Was it really an egg? Lorna's joke had come true? ... Looking at Jean, drenched in sweat as she tried to push the Phoenix Egg into a swirl of pale white mist, Daisy nearly laughed out loud.
"Is this why you had such a difficult birth out there? You just need to push this egg in?"
Jean said nothing, only shooting her an unhappy look. Daisy immediately rolled up her sleeves to help.
"One, two, one, two..." In Phoenix Space, the physical strength she had always been proud of was useless. Everything here was manifested spiritual power. Jean was like that, so was she, and even the Phoenix Egg representing Little Rachel was the same.
After straining for ages, Daisy was so exhausted her tongue was practically hanging out, yet the Phoenix Egg did not budge in the slightest.
"Now you know how hard it is to give birth, right?" The usually dignified woman had been suffering extreme emotional swings lately, and all her former poise had been thrown out the window. In this private space, she began acting spoiled in a rare display of vulnerability.
"That's what you get for flirting with me! Giving birth is too painful!" By the end, she was nearly crying.
Daisy immediately apologized. "It's hard, it's hard. This child is the product of the two of us, so now we need to work together too."
Jean had no intention of helping at all. She simply watched Daisy foolishly push the egg, laughing as she watched.
Only when she felt that Daisy had suffered one percent of the hardships she herself had endured during pregnancy did she join in. With the two of them pushing together, the Phoenix Egg slowly began to loosen.
"No, pushing like this is too slow. We... we should... become the