For a while, both fur balls actually missed this Zora, the michevous master of theirs who uses medicines to torture her opponents. Ever since she left the imperial city, she has gone too far down the path of violence.
While they never said it aloud, both spirit beasts actually wondered all this time whether she had changed.
And when they heard her ingenious plan now, both Black and White couldn't help but laugh in delight again, realizing that their master hadn't changed at all.
"Master," Black then asked with genuine awe, "did you research this laxative yourself, too?"
Zora nodded calmly, as if she were discussing today's weather. "For unpleasant people, don't you think this approach is… creative?"
Black, White, and Shihtzu nodded in unison.
Creative?
Yes.
Dangerously so.
***
Elsewhere, Gabriel sat cross-legged with his so-called benefactor, Percival Ragnar.
