"You're awake? What are you muttering to yourself?" Over the past three days, Elizabeth had been meditating and cultivating. She had arranged for the Black Styx Tiger to keep guard outside, and also watch over Mike in case he was up to no good.
Mike got up and stretched his body. "I'm going out to get something to eat. What would you like?"
"I have a spirit fruit here."
"Okay, I love me some meat."
"Raw?"
"Ever heard of fire? Roast it, stew it, you name it. By the way, do you have a pot?"
"What pot?"
"To cook with."
"No, I don't!"
"Didn't you bother to bring any survival equipment? I just want to borrow it. I'll give it back to you when I'm done."
"Which part of 'no, I don't' do you not understand!" Elizabeth was getting quite annoyed. What kind of princess
