'A decent reflection!'
Zorn, standing in the shade of a tree, watched the steam car carrying Madam Mable away and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
'Just a bit impolite, staring at me like that.'
'Clearly, this is a reflection that has yet to suffer a beating from Extraordinary Power.'
'Once it's been scorched by the terrifying gaze of an Evil Spirit, it should learn how to be polite and humble. Oh, and courteous!'
'According to the original timeline, terrifying legends about Evil Spirits should have started spreading throughout Ogrande City by now.'
'Transcendent beings would have also begun to fear them.'
'Currently, although there are many Evil Spirits in Ogrande City, the timeline... seems to have changed somehow.'
Zorn took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, unable to resist rubbing his brow again.
'Without a certain someone to use the Evil Spirits' power to unleash a Catastrophe and raise the curtain, all the other Evil Spirits seem to be keeping an unusually low profile.'
