Two days after Princess Aila, Conan, Elliot, Chloee, and Shannon had their meeting…
"Why have you called me to this secluded place, Elliot?" Chloee asked with her arms crossed over her chest. "If you plan to convince me, don't bother. My answer will not change."
Elliot smiled bitterly after hearing Chloee's words. Although his purpose for bringing her here wasn't for the sake of convincing her to collaborate with them, her outright rejection still gave him a headache.
"I didn't call you here for that," Elliot answered. "The reason why I ask you to come here is to fight."
"What? You plan to fight?"
"Yes. Fight."
Chloee grinned evilly as she transformed into a twelve-year-old girl, making the ground under her feet crumble due to the force she was releasing.
"Good," Chloee stated. "I've always wanted to punch that face of yours. Have I told you before? I hate looking at your smile. It looks so fake."
