Tom the fierce dark tiger wormed its way into the secret chamber, it then lay on the ground and stared at the dark blue orb as it mumbled to itself, "Damn it, I knew that I'll be bedeviled sooner or later if I deal with these devils. What should I do now, he actually wants me to spy Vigilante A? Were there even successful precedents?"
The orb shone with rays of blue light as if it was saying something.
"Oh right, I can still seek help from your creator, Death."
Hence, Tom the fierce dark tiger started putting effort into arranging an altar in the secret chamber.
Since the orb was initially gifted to him by Death, it was not afraid of being seen by Death.
"NND, these tiger claws are really not as nimble and as nice to use as a cat's. I miss when Old Yellow was still around, at least he could help build the altar, I wonder, how is he doing over at Vigilante A's place? It seems like this devil...is not that great, I thought he could save Old Yellow."
