The Origami clone quickly arrived beside Hathaway.
Hathaway frowned. When Owl left, there were six clones, but only two remained now.
The other four had given their lives up for Marvin.
He didn't have much time left.
A clone looked at Hathaway and smiled bitterly, before disappearing.
Marvin looked dazedly at Hathaway. He opened his mouth and said, "You…"
"Shut up!" Hathaway interrupted.
Marvin stayed silent.
She was currently in her 16 year old form, and even if her expression was grave, it still carried a hint of feminine charm.
A "shut up" was better than countless words.
"I'll rely on Sir Owl to immediately carry you to the Mother of Creation. You still need her help to be saved."
"If you aren't careful next time, no one will be able to save you," she added in a low voice.
Hathaway leaned to the side and looked at the sky as a white light rushed over from the distance!
It was her magic carpet.
