When that pale blue new star slowly rose in the Black Prison.
Buji Island.
Outside Beta Town.
The border area where Silent Forest meets Silent River.
Nikita was standing on a high fork of a Return Soul Poplar, listening to the No Face little witch prattle about the captain of the Poseidon beside her ear.
The little witch still wore the exquisite small face of Zhu Si.
"Our captain really likes wizards."
Zhuzhu sat on a tree trunk, holding her head, swinging her two little short legs, and melancholically looking at the distant flaming sky of Beta Town: "If he knew the town where so many wizards lived was burned down, he'd be very sad."
"He just likes the flesh and blood of wizards; he wouldn't care about the houses in the town," Nikita chimed in sarcastically.
At this moment, she was gazing in the same direction as the little witch, only because she stood higher and saw farther, so her vision was broader.
