"So, he broke your legs?" Lafra felt an even greater headache coming on; she had just returned to her bedroom, intending to rest a bit, when she saw the Head Maid come in with tears streaming down her face.
Lafra, of course, knew that her Head Maid and the Death Knight Chef were a couple, although she also wondered how a Death Knight came to fancy a Banshee.
"Yes, Master, I really have no idea what 'Coca-Cola' is!" The Death Knight Chef's eyes moistened as he said this, even though he had no tears.
"Indeed, Master, and Butler Harvey even asked Vivi to prepare some... Galibi Chop Rice, but I've been in the negative plane for so long, I've never even heard of Galibi Chop Rice..." The Banshee wailed loudly, continuously casting her Banshee's Wail spell.
For Lafra, the Banshee's Wail had no effect on her—truth be told, she wouldn't care even if a whole clan of Banshees wailed beside her.
The problem was... it was too noisy!
