"Lord Ouroboros blasted herself out of nowhere." Tuli muttered with her face planted on the cold and hard ground after being propelled by the sudden emissions. She was surrounded with numerous shadow fishes.
The Tribunal Blight Deity didn't move an inch from the sudden blasting. She sat on the edge of the surviving picnic rug.
"Huehuehe, turns out, Master Ouroboros is the one who feels happy the most with Primis successful breakthrough." Ki regenerated her hands before taking the burned sandwich for a bite, and another for Toma in her lap. "I wonder if Madam Foel would react the same way."
MF slowly descended to the ground, holding Primis in her arms. The hissing sound of the rocket from her wings began to get clearer and clearer, although it also somehow got louder and stronger with the widening proud smile in both of their faces.
Primis faced MF's smile in sharp turn, together with sparkly eyes. "So when can Primis fly like Master and others!?
