At the end of the long street, where dark clouds blotted out the moon, a slender shadow slowly approached.
He was dressed in a deep purple robe, exuding an air of languid nobility. His golden, vertical pupils were particularly striking in the dark of night. "Ask your master for me: is treating a noble, S-Class female of the Valoran Empire as a prisoner of war your Deep Sea's idea of hospitality?"
The undersea abomination glared over. The man's sudden arrival, his grating laughter, and his even more infuriating words stoked its rage.
By comparison, the weak little octopus was beneath its notice.
The giant crab beast decided to ignore it.
Instead, it turned and sneered at the man. "You have no right to question what my master does!"
It had already received its orders: once it found the Rabbit Clan female, it was to do whatever it took to keep her in the Chelsea East Territory until its master arrived.
