"He's Crazy Number 2."
"Oi! I take offence with that!"
Evan exclaimed after Crim spoke, though he didn't seem really annoyed.
Crim laughed lightly, the atmosphere lightening a bit. But just then, another group started approaching from the distance and once more, Artemisia grabbed Beatrix by the arm and dragged her a few steps back, wary of the new arrivals.
These newcomers wore the same sect uniform as the succubus girl, and Arthur couldn't help but notice that one of them was a dryad—like the ones he and Evan had encountered before.
They were all ridiculously good-looking, exuding a passive charm, though none matched the succubus's intensity.
As the newcomers rushed toward Crim, their faces lit up with concern and curiosity.
"Crim! We heard you were fighting! What happened?"
One of them asked, clearly worried and Crim scratched her head, a sheepish expression creeping onto her face.
