Maggie, the little crow-goddess had gone into the golden giant ball for a long time. During the entire half an hour, strange sounds came from the side of the ball: the clinking of metal parts, the sound of energy bursts, and the occasional groan from the little crow goddess as if she had hit herself and was in pain. Hao Ren would have run if not for Raven 12345 preventing him. He was now even more convinced that whoever his neurotic boss knew, they were all weird. The only reason the giant ball hasn't exploded yet is probably due to the author disallowing it, he thought to himself.
"How long does she have to take?" Vivian asked. The strange noises from the engine core worried her. The palm-sized goddess could have broken something. "What the hell is she doing?"
