"Just average, I guess..." Wen Yu muttered, not bothering to lower his voice from Cyclops and Star. Cyclops, for his part, certainly had a knack for flattery.
"Exactly! In front of you, Boss, these little Demon Bastards can't stir up any trouble." Cyclops stuck out his tongue, hissing and cackling, only to be rewarded with a thump on the head from Wen Yu.
Hmm... My hand is a little sore... It seems that under the influence of the Great Feast, Cyclops's skin really has grown thicker.
The master and pet bickering playfully on Star's head didn't spoil Star's high spirits. Star, at this moment, was lost in the thrill of slaughtering Demon Fiends... until a faint light shone from a distance.
