"Don't run!" Amelia chased after her with the little peach wood sword.
Chris quickly chased after her. "Mia!"
Seven took a look and also flapped his wings and flew up. "Wait, wait for me…"
Grandpa Turtle also stuck his head out and took a look. He crawled slowly and followed.
Outside the lounge, Victor was getting someone to prepare afternoon tea and snacks. Then, he saw Amelia running past him barefooted with a peach wood sword in her hand. She was shouting and thumping. Before he could stop her, he saw Chris running over too. He chased after Amelia, and then… it was a parrot…
Victor subconsciously looked back and saw a turtle crawling slowly on the ground at the end of the corridor in the distance.
Victor: "…" He turned around again and saw Amelia playing happily with a peach wood sword. She kept shouting, "Retreat, retreat, retreat!"
The parrot Seven also made a fuss. It flapped its wings, and its feathers fell.
