Until this moment, David finally understood where those Elf Dragon Mad Locks drew their inspiration from.
It turned out they had pre-existing models.
Indeed, the mischief that intelligent beings can conjure is always bounded by the limitations of their past awareness. David couldn't help but think to himself.
Even this attitude, this tantrum of flipping the table when things didn't go their way, felt hauntingly familiar.
It was exactly like the threats of those major powers on Blue Star in his previous life, who would casually speak of mushroom clouds ensuring mutual destruction.
The only difference was that, before David crossed over, the situation on Blue Star hadn't reached that point, and perhaps it never would have.
But here, these elves had actually done it.
And like a time bomb, it was guaranteed to trigger once certain conditions were met.
