"How unusual!"
"The vortex was actually Mark Brigette's avatar? Or rather, Brigitte was actually the vortex's avatar? Either way... an Arch Lich and a Great Sea Demon?"
"I believe that before today, no one would have thought they had such a relationship!"
Beta Town.
Sanyou Bookstore.
Yellow Flower Cat sat before a long-cold teacup, its tail curled around its paws. Watching the image reflected in the tea, it held a dried fish in its paws and gnawed on it with relish while commenting, "And they actually condensed a Terribull true form... No wonder they managed to cast such a legendary spell."
"Compared to that, the school's deans may have performed adequately, but they were far too rigid. All they knew was fight desperately, fight desperately, and fight desperately... What era is this? They still resort to sacrifice at every turn. What a disappointment!"
"Old man, the Black Prison wall collapsed... Your fruit is gone."
Yellow Flower Cat's tone carried undisguised glee at his misfortune. It turned to glance at Mr. Wu in the recliner, crumbs from the dried fish still clinging to the corners of its mouth, making its entire feline face look somewhat greasy.
Mr. Wu lay on his back in the chair, an open copy of The Plum in the Golden Vase covering his face. Intermittent, suspicious snores drifted out from beneath the book.
Yellow Flower Cat's whiskers immediately drooped.
Smack!
It flung the remaining fish bones at him, striking the spine of The Plum in the Golden Vase and knocking the book off Mr. Wu's face, waking the dozing man.
"What?" Mr. Wu opened his eyes and asked groggily.
"I said your fruit is gone!" the tabby roared, shouting each word distinctly. "Those Great Demons made a Terribull! They brought down the Inner Castle Wall of Black