Ye Buyu pressed her lips into a straight line.
"I never expected them to throw us out at the last moment."
Little Whale turned back and patted her. "That was their choice, and their redemption. The moment Dead Skeleton arrived, they never considered running. Taking him down with them was the only choice they were willing to make."
Through countless centuries of slaughter, these people had died who knew how many times. They had thought they would never see Dead Skeleton again, never escape this hell.
Yet an unexpected turn of events had granted their wish.
After returning to Little Wan's side, Little Whale sighed at the sight of the silent Six.
"They had plenty of blood on their hands. Others killed them countless times, and they killed who knows how many people themselves. Being able to rest forever is a kind of good fortune, too. Don't dwell on it."
Lou Guanshan's shoulders shook. He turned around, his face a picture of misery and regret.
"Our limited-time accounts are gone."
Wan Lan wiped her face. "That fight was a blast, but... we lost our accounts fighting it, too. Of course it's a shame. Even without the power of time boosting it, losing the Amusement Park Gundam like this still hurts."
Little Whale's face went blank. It had thought they were wallowing in sorrow, but...
So all you care about is your limited-time accounts?
As though they had heard Little Whale's inward complaint, the Six tilted their heads in unison.
Come on, they wanted to kill us at first. They should count themselves lucky we didn't beat them up, too.
If we feel sorry for people who wanted to kill us, who's going to feel sorry for us six poor little Seventh Tiers?
Ye Buyu was one handkerchief short of weeping