Not far in front of him was a yellow head emerging from below the floor, with only her yellow shoulder-length hair visible from this angle.
Princess Vivian was sprawled on the ground, uncertain if she was dead or alive.
"Little Potatoes, what on earth were you thinking? Answer me!"
Ethan's voice sounded strong, with a hint of internal conflict.
But…
Who exactly was this little girl hiding in the floor? Was she Ethan's accomplice?
Crowley was filled with confusion.
Meanwhile, the little yellow potato maintained her pose of looking upward, her expression innocent to the extreme, so much so that anyone who didn't know better might think the evil Ethan was terribly cruel, bullying a child.
Yet it was this seemingly innocent child who had just blown up the entire house.
Even Ethan experienced the sensation of flying.
Although Elemental Magic couldn't hurt him, the aftermath of the explosion still left him dusty.
"You said so yourself!"
