"Let's see if you can still be so disrespectful in a moment!"
The clown appeared in the cabin, still clad in his magnificent, exquisite formal wear, his face hidden behind that broken mask.
"Mr. Leonard," Wei'en said, raising an eyebrow. "You aren't planning on summoning more Abyssal Creatures, are you?"
The clown didn't answer, just glared grimly at him and casually snapped his fingers. "Naji."
'What does that mean?'
Wei'en recognized the word as something from the Gonzalez language, but he didn't understand what it meant.
Before he could even try to translate it, the entire cabin suddenly dimmed. It wasn't that the candlelight had gone out; rather, a shadow had appeared in the dilapidated room, seeming to absorb all the surrounding light.
'That...'
Wei'en turned around and saw a grotesque figure, more than twice his size, standing silently in the corner.
