"Leave this to me. You should rest." Luca patted Quagmire on the shoulder, and one by one, ice crystals began to form behind him. These quickly morphed into sharp arrows, their icy aura intense and chilling.
Quagmire glanced at the monster and warned, "This monster's spatial abilities are very strong. Be careful. My hand was severed because I was careless."
Luca nodded and replied, "Don't worry. I'll take its head off to avenge you."
Quagmire blinked, slightly bewildered. Is that what you got from what I just said? His concern wasn't about Luca's revenge—was it?
"Yowww!!" The Void Crossing Silver Fox let out a sharp, baby-like cry, its fur bristling as it glared at Luca, showing its teeth.
"Don't bother," Luca sneered coldly, his body radiating a frosty aura. As his words rang out, the ice arrows behind him suddenly became streaks of light, shooting toward the Void Crossing Silver Fox.
