Castor grunts as he rubs his ears and growled, “Can you stop blubbering things, it’s really irritating you know.”
“Crap, I think I’m going to pass out,” Mago internalized, his vision is getting hazed and because of this Apoy’s grip on Finny loosen.
“Hey Finny if you want to be my son again prove yourself that you’re worthy,” Castor mentioned but Finny remained silent, “Oi! Finny are you dead?” he asked before clicking his tongue from lack of response.
This caught Luna’s attention, “Why does he have to ask him if he can read minds?”
“Oh, another presence is going straight here, I think there are two of them,” he smirked, “I can tell they’re pretty strong. Maybe those were smart enough to side to me.”
“They will not!” the dagger holder screeched, his fist pumping on air.
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