"Fuuu…" Yennda exhaled softly as he stared at his sticky body, having just hatched. He turned around to look at the carnivorous tree that vanished, revealing the figure of Blola. "Are you holding up?"
"Thanks to you," Blola said with his depressing voice, "Thanks to my recent training, I'm at the lead against the Transcendent Eater's ego."
"That's great," Yennda expressed his relief, "I don't want to think about being revived by the Transcendent Eater."
"Well, you're too weak to give me any strain," Blola expressed in honesty, "It only feels like my internal organs are pulled out when I revive Orakha. Honestly, I hope I never have to revive Resha. I won't be able to endure the strain."
"Alright, I'm weak shit. You don't need to explain it in detail," Yennda raised his hands in surrender. He got up and habitually used a Prana technique to clean himself. He then grabbed some tools present in the room and intended to head out for a bath.
