In the garden, Char watched the scene with a smile.
"Then, Freyja, I'll leave the Frost Crystal White Deer and the Night Helmeted Owl in your care."
"Thunder Night Dragon, release the Night Helmeted Owl."
After all the fuss and deciding not to kill it, the Thunder Night Dragon felt a slight displeasure. Shaking its head like a horse, it snorted, and blue-purple sparks sputtered from its mouth, only to cover its own face in soot.
Nevertheless, albeit a bit grumpy, the Thunder Night Dragon obediently released its claws, and the Night Helmeted Owl, sensing the situation, refrained from launching a suicidal attack—revenge would have to wait for a more opportune moment.
Now with the Thunder Night Dragon, the Clover Mantis, and the Floral Blue Leopard all watching closely, even the Frost Crystal White Deer, with its lack of spine, wouldn't pass up the chance to show off.
Freyja stepped forward, making soothing gestures with her hands as she carefully approached.
