"Hide?"
Yuyan shook her head, "That's not acceptable. As the king's maiden, how can I hide? I should march forward bravely!"
"Well said! I'm fired up!"
Natsu spewed flames from his mouth, feeling high-spirited, eager to find someone to spar with and unleash his boundless energy.
Especially since, with Yuyan's help, he had devoured a wisp of the Southern Bright Flame, his entire body burning even hotter, reaching over six thousand degrees, akin to the sun's surface.
"Calm down, others can't handle your flames."
Yuyan cautioned, then asked the others, "Since you can enter the battle arena of the heavens, you must have some peculiar traits. Share your thoughts."
Conan: "Well, but I'm just a normal person."
"You do look like an ordinary person, but you are rather strange. Wherever you go, murder cases happen." Yuyan squinted her eyes, "That's very dangerous."
"Nonsense!" Conan blushed, "This heavenly battlefield is full of slaughter, it has nothing to do with me!"
