Liu Shock, Guoguo, and the two young men together pointed to the struggling spider cocoon on the ground.
"Is it your doing?" Prince Lionheart leaned slightly from atop his Snow Lion, his sharp gaze and the motion together making him appear as ferocious as if charged with high voltage.
"It is the power of the War God." Liu Shock's hat was now recklessly positioned; he had some understanding of how to play a charlatan.
"Nonsense!" Prince Lionheart scoffed coldly, "Now, I need you to immediately release Prince Richard, our War God is not a spider and does not have the habit of wrapping like a mummy. As for your accounts, I will settle with you later, you little Piegel War Shaman."
Liu Shock ignored him as if he were merely breaking wind.
"My child, better let go of Prince Richard first," Brut gave Liu Shock a knowing smile: "As the most devout servant of the War God, no one can harm you anymore, I swear in the name of an old Taige."
