...Meanwhile, up in the eaves of the lair...
[Bleh...doing this was a terrible idea,] Razorstella griped. [Now I feel even more tired than before...]
[Hey...at least you can still...move...] Springerdermain groaned while lying on the ground like a ragged doll. [I'm pretty sure...my legs...are comatosed!]
[Bruh...]
As the ones forced to bear Screamira's drowsiness, Razorstella and Springerdermain had become even sleepier than before and were showing very different reactions to this status effect.
Razorstella had become more agitated, like a toddler that didn't want to nap.
In contrast, Springerdermain became...essentially a potato.
Either way, the both of them regretted taking on this additional mental burden upon themselves. On the plus side, Screamira was able to fulfill their duty.
