"Don't give them any more chances."
"Releasing the Zombie King without permission, disregarding the safety of the Flame Country, is a serious crime."
At this moment, atop the tallest buildings in the other counties,
a paperman as tall as a person and a blood-red coffin met here.
"Lady Blood, this time I listened to you and betrayed the ancestors. I don't know if it's the right decision."
The paperman sighed softly.
"There's always a trade-off. Haven't you always been dissatisfied with the ancestors' oppressive policies?"
"As long as we eliminate the ancestor, can't you ascend earlier and become the real master of the papercraft clan?"
"Instead of being like now, where you have to consult Paperman Nan about everything you do, right?"
Lady Blood tempted from the side.
"That's true, it's just that I don't know what we can do."
"Since our birth, our roles were determined by the ancestor: learning everything from papercraft to controlling puppets."
