CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Cherry became frustrated.
Amy then turned to the cat, and strolled around the room.
Cherry just watched the cat strolling and got really annoyed. Her eyes narrowed, watching the cat's every move.
The sorcerer's words echoed in her mind:
"Your first task is to capture the cat. After that, bring it to me."
A plan formed in Cherry's mind.
She casually reached for a large bag behind her, concealing it from Amy's view.
With calculated calm, Cherry crept toward the cat.
Amy kept walking around as the cat, unaware of the impending snatch.
Cherry pounced, swiftly scooping her with the bag.
"Gotcha!" she exclaimed, triumphant.
The cat meowed loudly, struggling within the bag.
Cherry gloated, "Now, who's begging for mercy? I've got you, and I'll get myself back!"
But her triumph was short-lived.
The cat vanished from the bag, and Amy materialized before her, laughing hysterically.
