Cassius already thought this night had been the strangest of his entire life. He had met a lamia girl who cried over him, insulted him, praised her own beauty endlessly, declared him her husband while he was pretending to be dead, and even lamented not bearing his children.
At that point, he was sure nothing, absolutely nothing, could top it. Surely there was no new height of shameless absurdity left to climb.
He was wrong.
Because Nala suddenly froze, a peculiar gleam dawning in her eyes, as though struck by divine revelation.
"W-Wait a minute." She whispered. "Just...wait a minute!"
Cassius's stomach dropped. "Oh no." He thought, dreading what nonsense was about to come out of her mouth.
Nala bit her lip, her face caught between innocence and evil curiosity.
"I once read this medical book..." She began carefully. "...and it said that after a person dies, their body gets stiff. Their fingers, their arms, their legs...everything becomes rigid."
