"I, I..."
Facing the large and robust demon dog, the young girl's voice lost its usual precise intonation, either from the tightening of her throat due to nerves or mixed with a choking sob.
"I've made up my mind, yes, I will definitely do it."
She repeatedly encouraged herself, taking several deep breaths.
Raising her hands, she began to gather power, making the gesture to summon the Demon-Born Flower.
After several seconds, there was no change in her palms.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know, why can't I summon it?" Dorothy looked at her hands in surprise.
"Woof—"
The sleeping Pale Hound startled Dorothy, as the glistening tears in her eyes began to accumulate more and more.
Closing her eyes, the girl called out again, her effort evident as her knuckles turned white from the exertion, clutching her arms.
However, the plant demon hidden within her still didn't appear.
"Forget it, come back for now."
Li Ang gestured for Dorothy to return to the secret passage.
