"NO!" All three sisters shouted at once.
Charlotte stepped forward, her hands raised.
"Please, Mika! I know I'm trying to overcome my fears, but this—this is too much! I can't—I'm not ready for this!"
Astrid nodded frantically, her tails bristling.
"Do you have any idea what would happen if those things got loose?! Imagine if they crawled onto me!"
She shuddered at the thought.
Even Anya frowned deeply. "This is too much, Mika. Even for me. Keep those disgusting things contained. Don't let them escape!"
Mika paused, looking at Anya with a teasing smile.
"Oh? What's this? The great Anya, who prides herself on extracting confessions from anyone, who's never fazed by gore or blood...acting scared?"
Anya was extremely offended by that, her pride had taken a big hit.
But there was nothing she could do about it.
This was something that even she found quite horrifying. She just looked down in shame, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
