"If it couldn't win, why didn't it run?"
Zheng Qing watched the long, slender tentacles writhing in the moonlight, utterly baffled. "That thing fled across two worlds. Surely it could've kept going... Why did it stop?"
Black Cat visibly froze.
"And even if it decided not to run for some reason, it shouldn't be this weak." Jiang Yu had faced the followers of several Outer Gods firsthand, and she knew exactly how dangerous they were.
"The Wizarding World Encyclopedia says Black Goat Cubs have a powerful ability to beguile others... At that distance, did any of us feel its influence just now? How many of those demons hiding in the dark rushed out to shield it? It could easily have found a few more to die in its place."
After being challenged by two young wizards in a row, Black Cat sounded distinctly annoyed. Its tail stopped swishing. "Since you're both so clever, what do you think made it so weak?"
"The rules of this world."
"Suppression by a higher rank."
Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu offered different guesses. They exchanged a glance, and Zheng Qing promptly adjusted his position. "Black Prison weakening the followers of Outer Gods is probably one reason, but it can't be the main one... What do you mean by suppression by a higher rank?"
The witch bit her lip, apparently holding back a smile.
"When two beings of similar nature occupy the same domain, the one of higher rank naturally suppresses the one below it." Understanding dawned on Black Cat's face, and it answered Zheng Qing for her.
"...It's like a Tanggula Ice Chi and a Yangtze short-tailed dragon appearing on the same mountain. Even if the Tanggula Ice Chi paid the short-tailed dragon no mind, the pressure it naturally gave off would sap the