The Little Witch's face had completely transformed into an expression like "The Scream," so terrified that her features had become exaggerated once more.
Yet, Xue Dili seemed oblivious to the dense swarm of human-shaped balloons that hovered above like a plague of locusts, and instead frowned as he continued to focus on the contract before him.
"Brother... what do we do, what do we do now? Brother, say something, stop bullying me, what should we do. Should we start trying to purify everything? Even if it means summoning Margaret... Brother..." The Little Witch stammered, speaking rapidly.
She felt as if her soul had been frightened out of her body by miles, forcing herself to drag it back with all her might.
Millions of human-shaped balloons crowded the sky, waiting, watching, gathering together. The sensation was as if sitting on pins and needles, facing a formidable enemy, with the threat of death engulfing her mind instantly, piercing to the core of her thoughts.
