"Demon... Demon... Don't come near, my flesh is not tasty... Namo Amitabha Buddha... Namo Amitabha Buddha..."
Watching the girl trembling and curling up into the corner of the cage, Hooked Kiss smiled wryly, then glanced at Fisher beside him, who had been observing the girl in front of them.
Through her clothes and long socks, Fisher could roughly see that the girl was just an ordinary little girl, without a trace of training in her soul or body, let alone the strange words she kept muttering.
Hooked Kiss said no more, but it was Fisher who started speaking,
"Hey, stop reciting that, this isn't a dream, it's reality... If you don't believe it, why not slap yourself to see if it hurts?"
Hooked Kiss's smile grew even more helpless. Before he could comment on Fisher's strange suggestion, Tangze Asuka, who was trembling like a leaf, raised her head slightly, her brown pupils showing a hint of light...
It seemed that this demon might actually have a point.
