Anthony enveloped himself in his cape.
Under him was a grumbling undead horse: "I only let you mount me because of Polk's death. As soon as the fighting is over, get as far away from me as you can."
"Yes, yes, yes, thank you. I'll leave as soon as we've finished fighting. But in the meantime, could you exert some extra effort? The enemy is a divine body, I can't handle it by myself." Anthony replied jokingly.
Lightning, carrying Ange, kept curiously peeping over at them.
"What are you staring at, you silly unicorn. Keep your eyes to yourself or I'll devour your soul." The undead horse glared at Lightning, cursing fiercely.
Lightning grinned, revealing a set of white teeth and a dismissive smile. It ignored the undead horse and asked Anthony, "Your wife?"
"Huh?"
"What!?" Both the undead horse and Anthony were taken aback. Anthony hurriedly denied, "No, no, don't talk nonsense."
The undead horse angrily retorted, "You foolish creature, the undead don't have genders, idiot."
