Markham's shout jolted everyone's memory: they had completely forgotten about Meatball.
The Real Estate Heir had been standing quietly beside Ethan and the others the whole time. Unlike the rest of the group, he hadn't joined the frenzy of beating the sixty-eight traitors who had sold them out.
"Uh… Kiara can only use her zither once every seven days. How about we just use the Memory Wipers instead? The side effects aren't that bad!" The little girl stuck out her tongue, clearly having forgotten there was still one ordinary person left among them.
"Not that bad? It can turn people into idiots! You—you—you… I gave you my chocolate yesterday when you were starving!" Meatball, dragged over by the scruff of his neck by Markham, was so furious that the fat on his belly shook.
"Uh… I'll buy you ten bars when we get back," Kiara said, making a face before darting behind Starfall for cover.
