"I am not a girl with a beautiful body."
The juggler sighed, but the Queerish with that pumpkin head smirked.
"Shut up, Clown!" The juggler moved his stick and Bo bent back at the Lava River. He could sense that his skin was grilling.
"Sorry, sir." He begged.
The juggler tossed him away and added, "follow my orders, and I will teach you which card can hypnotize the prey's body and make them do what you wish."
Bo was fortunate that he allowed him to use his powers. He took off his clothes but a cloud of diamond light covered his body.
The Queerish puffed in the dry air as if he lost something fascinating to watch. The werewolf juggler pictured him with a sharp gaze.
"We are not here for playing a show." He shifted his eyes on Bo and taunted at Bloohole.
Bo sniffed, that was the scent of his soles burning, he created a thick plain Crystal blade and sat on it.
