"Huh, useless dog, all your injuries have healed. You actually recovered that fast."
Puer examined Gilagon's body and discovered that the injuries she had inflicted yesterday had all healed, leaving no visible traces.
This was actually the gap in their current, true strength. After last night's encounter, Puer and Kevin had fallen into a deep sleep and could not wake up; for this one, it was merely a matter of sending out another ripple of consciousness.
Gilagon nuzzled toward Puer with his three heads. Seeing this, Kevin immediately stepped forward, a warning rumble in his throat, signaling for him to mind his boundaries!
"Um, you can't come over like this every day. I need to rest-oh, no, I need to wake up.
"Do you know how exhausting it is to appear here with you even once? Exhausting enough to fall completely asleep and be unable to wake up. Besides, relying on potions to maintain vital signs can easily cause side effects, like... puffiness."
All three of Gilagon's canine faces looked puzzled. Clearly, he did not understand what Puer meant by "deep sleep."
"Do you have a physical body, useless dog?"
"Roar."
"Oh, you do? Under that volcano on the island? Then how big is your body?"
Gilagon looked thoughtful. Clearly, the question had stumped him. He could only open all three mouths as wide as possible and then sway about incessantly.
"All right, I understand. Very, very big, right? You still look like a cub. Where are your parents, then?"
"Roar."
"You've never seen your parents? Huh, that shouldn't be."
This Abyss Sin Three-Headed Hound was clearly not yet an adult. How could he have no parents?
A ferocious beast like this had most likely been active in the Previous Era, the age when the gods were active.
Since the