"You're a little slow, aren't you? Look, I've already smoked three cigarettes."
Su Ming pointed at the cigarette butts floating beside him, took the tightly wrapped Black Diamond from Cloak, and somewhat reproachfully handed it a gem to eat.
Strangle, shaped like a black bean sprout, poked its head out from his shoulder as well. Its tiny tendrils silently gestured at Cloak, as though mocking it.
Unable to speak, Cloak could only wave its two collars about, trying to explain what it had encountered at the Justice League Dark headquarters.
But that did not even count as sign language. Who the hell could understand it?
"Enough, stop flailing around. Don't tell me that Dragon Bone at the Justice League Dark headquarters can come back to life?"
Seeing Cloak spread itself wide, striking poses that meant things like "huge," "ferocious," and "breathes fire," Su Ming smiled and gave it a twist.
Now that they had the Black Diamond, there was no time for charades.
Diana, on the other hand, stroked Cloak. She liked its silky feel. She had seen quite a few Magic Items with independent consciousness, but the souls within those items had either been mad or bloodthirsty. She had never seen one like Cloak, which acted like a little dog and even needed snacks.
"Exactly. I killed that dragon myself. It's been hanging above the reception hall for years; there's no way it can come back to life. Hades personally assured me that the Red Dragon Queen's soul was suppressed in the depths of the River Styx."
"Uh, Hades's assurance? Forget it. Don't think about that."
Su Ming was actually starting to believe Cloak. Hades's promises were famously worthless.
The three brothers of Olympus each had their own traits: Zeus was lecherous, Poseidon was reclusive, and Hades was a