The Torturer looked utterly baffled as she listened to the sobbing.
The voice definitely belonged to that terrifying being, but... why did she sound as though she was crying?
That night, the being had torn apart the third floor's overlord while letting out unimaginable peals of wild laughter. Even now, the memory made her tremble.
And now?
Just hearing those sobs conjured a fragile figure in the Torturer's mind, the sort she had always loved to bully.
Cautiously, the Torturer began peeking onto the third floor.
Then she saw a little girl in a pink dress crouching before Qin Ran, sobbing with her hands over her head. Her two pigtails quivered with each sob.
She looked exactly as the Torturer had imagined.
Cute, soft, and very easy to bully.
When the Torturer saw the little girl in the dress, the girl saw her too.
"Boo-hoo, she's here. I'll catch her. Boo-hoo, she tastes good!"
As those garbled words rang out, the little girl appeared before the Torturer at a speed she could not follow and reached out to grab her.
Instinctively, the Torturer tried to dodge.
But the next moment, that tender little hand suddenly grew. The millstone-sized palm not only blocked every escape route but also seized the Torturer in a single grab.
By now, the little girl had become a miniature giant. Knotted muscles burst through her dress, sharp fangs jutted from her enormous mouth, and her two supposedly adorable pigtails rose skyward like a pair of horns.
"Roar, roar, roar! Caught some food!"
Amid a series of low roars, the Little Giant turned and walked toward Qin Ran.
With every step, her body shrank a little.
By the time she reached Qin Ran, she had turned back into a little girl with pigtails. Her dress had also