Harley had always been good at maintaining relationships. Whenever she called, people usually picked up quickly, and this time was no exception.
"Hello? Mm, what is it, Harley?" A lazy voice came from the other end as soon as the call connected. "This is when I watch my dramas, you know. I don't feel like going out today."
"Little Yellow, save us."
Harley did not say anything else. After that one sentence, she hung up and grabbed her sledgehammer to return to the battle.
But reinforcements had arrived even faster than she could. It was a blonde woman in yellow pajamas, with hair curlers on her head and cucumber slices on her face. Without makeup, her looks were utterly ordinary.
But she had arrived directly through a Teleportation Portal, and she was all smiles on the battlefield, clearly showing how confident she was.
"Finally, is it my turn to shine again?"
Looking at the tide-like enemy horde rushing toward them, the Enchantress took a deep, intoxicated breath of air—then nearly threw up from Deadpool's body odor. But her willpower was exceptionally strong. She forced herself to hold it in and said to Harley through tears:
"Now I get why you called for help. With this smell, I'm going to puke too, okay?"
"Forget the details, Little Yellow. Hurry up and use your magic to help us." Harley put down her sledgehammer. She knew that once Yellow Peri arrived, things were basically settled. She just needed to stay farther away.
Yellow Peri had originally been an ordinary girl, but she had been famously scatterbrained since childhood. After seeing magical characters in cartoons, she had become fascinated with magic and resolved to study it.
When she was fourteen or fifteen, she played with sparklers in a bookstore, pretending they were wands, and