Chapter Seventy-Three: The Mad Mage
Miss Mad Mage was now in her SS-Rank form.
"Stay down kitty or I'd cut your wings!" she warned.
The beast roared at her, its mouth filled with sharp fangs that could rip her face in close contact.
It might've been overpowered but its roar sent supersonic sound waves loud enough to make a coward at heart freeze and traumatized.
But the Mad Mage was unfazed as she raised her hand and a ball of fire formed around her fist. "Shut up and return to a little kitty, or its bye-bye for you!"
The beast growled lowly and slowly its growls turned to whimpers as it reduced in size and returned to its former form. The Mad Mage turned to the brother who held his sister close to himself, while glaring at her. A fear hidden in his eyes.
