"So, tell me, did you find him?" Apollo asked, his cold gaze fixed on Bluetooth lying on the ground.
The Water-Attributed Falcon's entire body had turned red, with smoke rising from him. The once blue feathers now resembled blood—an effect caused by eating two Chilies of Intelligence at the same time.
Bluetooth slowly looked up at the small human, his eyes pleading for mercy, silently begging the boy to end his suffering.
Seeing this, Apollo sighed. With a wave of his hand, water surrounded the bird, cooling its body until Bluetooth's temperature returned to normal.
The falcon's chest heaved as he panted heavily, his tongue hanging out as though he were breathing oxygen for the first time. Suddenly, another sensation coursed through his body, and the residual heat from the chilies dissipated. At the same time, strength surged back into him, restoring him to peak condition.
"You can stand up now and tell me," Apollo ordered.
