"Halt!" A voice called out loudly, stopping the statue from taking another step closer. It bowed its head and was immobile.
'What the–' He clenched his fist. His eye twitched for a while as he tried to control his disappointment. He had finally gotten the right plan to take down this menace, yet it got ruined at the last moment?!!!
Raising his hand, he prepared to carry out his plans, this statue needed to go. He could only feel this as a trick to let his guard down again.
"Please don't!" Fegan called out in a panic, "I beg of you, if it's damaged or destroyed, it will reflect on me also."
From a distance, he saw Fegan approaching on a wooden horse.
Clop!
Clop!
"Oh, it's Fegan." He facepalmed, his hand still aimed at the statue's legs, ready to do what he had in mind if he did anything that pissed him off.
Jumping off the wooden horse, it made a clicking sound before it dismantled and stacked itself, then reduced in size before Fegan absorbed the white essence from it.
