''Did you find him?'' Nysora asked, throwing the corpse of the overgrown mutant cockroach, its charred shell glistening with remnants of the battle, into her dimensional storage.
''Of course, who do you think I am?'' Feline said, flipping her pink hair back smugly with her hand.
''What about you? Did he get the message?'' Nysora nodded in satisfaction and turned her gaze to the dark-haired Arora, seeking an update.
''I lost contact with my spirit owl a few seconds ago. Probably because it completed its mission,'' Arora replied, her eyes fixed on the owl perched silently on her shoulder, similar to the one she had sent to Raydon some time ago.
