"You came down?"
The Fat Wizard's lips barely moved, his voice as faint as a mosquito's hum. His eyes were wide, seemingly fixed on the Ritual Array Xiao Xiao was performing, but his attention had already shifted elsewhere. Out of the corner of his eye, he first glanced toward the barrier nearby. Jiang Yu was still leaning against the Tree, unchanged. Then he glanced at the Furry Dragon beside him, who was staring curiously at the hellfire with big, rather dim-looking eyes, seemingly unwilling to accept that it was stronger than his own Dragon Flame. This made the Fat Wizard wonder whether he had just imagined the voice.
Or perhaps "Death," now on the verge of dying, had misled him.
It did have a history of that, after all.
But then the faint voice beside his ear dispelled some of his doubts. "The world origin is about to wake up, so I had to come down... otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to get down when the time came... then that Black Cat reminded me to bring only 'part' of myself down first, so I wouldn't disturb what you're doing..."
"Part?" The Fat Wizard couldn't help narrowing his eyes. He glanced again at Jiang Yu's figure within the barrier, but saw no part of her missing.
"Part of my consciousness."
The witch gave a brief explanation, evidently guessing what he was thinking. After a pause, she complained, still sounding somewhat shaken. "I suspect the world origin chose this moment to wake up because it was setting a trap for me... it wanted me to interfere with the Doctor's Ritual Array. Absolutely rotten!" The Fat Wizard froze for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Indeed.
All it had to do was disrupt Xiao Xiao's current Ritual Array of "burning the Deadwood