Seeing Barry's predicament, John couldn't help but chuckle.
He casually summoned a black flame to melt the ice at Barry's feet, allowing him to move again.
Barry looked at John with a mixture of confusion and disappointment. "Master John, why did this happen?"
"This level of monster has developed intelligence. Even though you've signed a contract, you can force the frost fox to do certain things, but physical contact isn't one of them. Moreover, the most important thing is that this frost fox is male."
"What? Male? But... it's so beautiful. How could it be male?"
"Beauty is a trait of the species, unrelated to gender. In the end, restricting the species to fox-type monsters was already quite difficult, Barry. The quality of the sacrifices you provided was inconsistent; this was the best I could do."
There was one thing John thought but didn't say aloud.
Damn it, if you like furry animals, wouldn't it be better to keep a cat or dog?
