Monke's Fast(lol) Response

Entering the rundown warehouse, the first thing I spotted was Oshurkova looking haggard as all hell, a far cry from her appearance during the Dungeon Games.

"Looking at you personally right now, I really want to smack you so hard you fall asleep." I commented, and Oshurkova giggled.

"I want you too. Sadly, my responsibilities forbid me from taking a rest at this time." Oshurkova then looked at the swirling portal right behind her, a blank expression taking up her face. "And this right here is one of my responsibilities. That is why I'm coming with you."

I appreciate the help, but what about the part of me going alone?" I rolled my eyes while Drake beside me whistled.

"Because Odette is my sister, and she it is also partly my fault for not setting her on a leash." Oshurkova sighed before she eyed Drake with a tiny smirk. "And if it isn't Drake, the right-hand man of the Demon King… How's the man doing, by the way?"