Anthony smiled knowingly, "That's the right way to think! How did you figure it out? Couldn't it be Feiti who captured us?"
"How could that be possible? He's gone stupid—can't even talk anymore. It must have been you who erased his mind, turning him into some kind of battle weapon or something," Arambrough said with a sneer.
Stupid? Feiti felt like smacking him on the head, but, remembering the earlier admonishment, he held back.
"Hehe, you've guessed it spot on," Anthony chuckled, pulling out the Holy Wrapping Cloth, ready to wrap Arambrough in it.
"Wait, wait, what are you doing? What's this cloth? Why does it feel so weird? Is it clean? Could there be bugs in it?" Arambrough shouted in alarm.
