Fang Hong was also somewhat undecided at the moment, wondering whether the change was triggered by the small butterfly wings Parker had crafted that afternoon, or if this place had transformed into its current state since last night's tide of the undead.
He couldn't help but look back at Hudi and ask, "Hudi, have you been here all this time?"
Hudi still looked somewhat absent-minded; indeed, he had appeared this way from the start. Seeing Hudi's pale face and distracted demeanor, Fang Hong thought he might be worried about his cat and offered some reassurance, "Don't worry, I think Miss Spoon will be fine."
"Miss Spoon, you say Hil..." Hudi was confused for a moment before he caught on and quickly nodded, "I... I understand, but I'm still worried. With Dolifen like this, I really don't know what to do."
"Dolifen like this?"
