Mory burst into flames, opened her mouth, and a pillar of fire shot towards the Necromancer Figure Club, drawing out both manipulation and adaptability.
"Manipulation, come quickly and put out the fire!"
Without further ado, Manipulation used his abilities.
"Ice Seal!"
The extreme cold magic turned the witch Mory into an ice sculpture.
Faced with the excessive actions of his own club member, Lyle didn't know how to confront Veraliz. He had seen this cat's complete form, one of the few who dared to lay hands on him.
Beneath Veraliz's body, black shadows spread onto the layer of ice, enveloping Mory.
After repeatedly probing, the cat breathed a sigh of relief, "No danger, the effect of the candy is still ongoing, the ice is necessary to suppress it, Plague Doctor, your companion did a good job."
"Veraliz, aren't you angry? The candy was from us."
