"Ha ha, you stubborn old fossils, stop resisting in vain!"
The soft and beautiful voice inside the giant crab sneered, "Obviously surrendering to the Magic Guild can take everyone back 'home,' yet you refuse. I really don't understand, the Magic Guild never intended to destroy us utterly, it offered us a way to live, but you old fossils insist on dragging everyone along to fight and die, I won't buy into your plan!"
She operated the giant crab, fiercely gripping the Black Whale, her voice revealing a sinister delight: "Watch as I slowly dismember you alive—oh?"
The cruelty in her voice suddenly turned into surprise and shock.
Immediately she saw the Black Whale that had been firmly pressed by the crab pincers in the clouds suddenly explode without any flesh flying, disintegrating into mist, then frozen into ice by the extreme cold at high altitude.
"This... how...?"
She paused briefly, suddenly sensing something, and sharply looked up.
