Are you trying to be the riddler?
Get out of Gotham, riddler!
No matter how hard Herbert pressed, Nenasha always responded with a smile, gazing at him with a gentle look as if watching a silly child.
???
After enjoying this moment of great victory for a while, Nenasha changed the topic and asked: "So, do you need me to step in this time? Do you need me to help you control your body?"
What a load of nonsense!
"Hmph."
Herbert rolled his eyes and snorted.
What else could it be?
You can't just stand by and watch me embarrass myself!
Are you really that heartless?
I bet you won't!
The two exchanged a glance and then couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Pfft, haha!"
"Haha!"
They laughed for a while, finally managing to hold a straight face.
Pressure of death?
It was never there from the start.
Then, Herbert looked at the divine in front of him and softly asked, "So, Nenasha, what do I need to give in return?"
Then, Gul'dan, what is the price?
Oh?
