"Food."
"That is not food," the person standing in front of the cloud said.
"Look food," the misty cloud transmitted, seemingly pointing at the dissolving crab beside it.
"That is not food. That is not a human," the man answered with narrowed eyes. "How does this look like a human to you? It's three meters tall, just as wide, orange, and has six huge shears. It doesn't even have any human Zephyx."
"Human big. Human small. Human Zephyx. Human food. Everything food," the cloud answered.
If the human were an actual human, he would be dying of frustration and rage.
This was the fourth time in which this idiotic cloud had killed a Specter that it shouldn't kill.
The only reason why things even got so far was because it also killed two Specters that it should kill.
So, it wasn't completely useless.
