Dusk. The sun was setting in the west.
Sabaody Archipelago, 71st Island.
On the second floor of a large villa, the door to one of the rooms stood open.
A gray wolf named Erha hung its head as it lay in a luxurious black dog bed, lazily wagging its tail.
From time to time, its gaze drifted toward an iron cage hanging from the ceiling in the corner of the room. Inside was a bat. That fellow ate, slept, then ate some more every day. Whenever it got hungry, it would screech, "Squeak, squeak, squeak!" It lived like a pig.
"Ah..."
Strange noises often rang out throughout the villa. The gray wolf had long grown used to them, but it could not understand why Gild Tesoro was so obsessed with Stella...?
Stella had neither soft fur nor beautiful fangs and claws. Any random she-wolf was far more attractive than her!
Well!... Although Erha had the form of a wolf, its true body was a rocket launcher. That did not stop it from liking she-wolves!
Half of a blue-black longsword blade pierced through the void and appeared in the room.
Invisible space around it rippled outward from the blade.
Before long, a three-meter-wide spatial wormhole with a pale green interior appeared in the room.
Sephiroth, carrying a suitcase in his left hand, stepped out of the World Within the Door while shaking his head and muttering:
"No, opening the door this way is still too slow!
It has no practical combat value at all. By the time I open the spatial door, the enemy could already launch an attack or simply escape..."
After sheathing his sword, Sephiroth crouched down with a smile and extended his right hand toward the gray wolf.
"Come on, Erha. Shake!"
"Aw~!"
The gray wolf still looked