Mochi disappeared through the shop's back door and returned twenty minutes later, arms laden with grease-stained pizza boxes that bore suspicious scorch marks along their edges.
"Victory feast!" he announced, sweeping broken glass off the counter with his sleeve.
"The delivery guy got a little aggressive about payment, but nothing a small fireball couldn't resolve."
"You set the delivery driver on fire?" Ginsei asked, appalled.
"Just his attitude," Mochi replied cheerfully, stacking boxes across the ruined counter. "Now everyone grab a slice and honor the cleansing ritual with pepperoni!"
Kane claimed an entire supreme pizza, devouring slices with the desperate hunger of someone who'd spent hours being tortured in a laboratory. His nine tails swished contentedly as he ate.
Ginsei picked methodically at his slice, removing every piece of pepperoni and arranging them in a neat pile.
