"Hey, Ellis..."
Holland scratched his bare skull, watching his companion patiently inscribing an array. He let out a bored yawn.
"How long are we going to stay here? I've already seen that little guy with the Shadow inheritance skulking around a few times, so..."
The Priest took a step forward, leaned in close to Ellis, and stared at his companion's face, which was particularly hideous with its dried blood.
"Have you found that precious Life Box of yours or not?"
"Damn it, Holland!"
Ellis took half a step back in disgust before speaking slowly.
"If you hadn't been constantly distracting me, I would have found it by now!"
"Fine, fine..."
Holland shrugged helplessly.
"I just wanted to remind you, if you stay rooted in one spot for too long, a cold Dagger might find its way into your chest the very next second."
"Hmph!"
Ellis snorted coldly and refocused his attention on the array before him.
