Honor? What's That?

"Wiik! Wiik!"

The wiik-bat suddenly appeared from the side and flapped around Mark excitedly. It flew around him a few times before it landed on his shoulder and made an apologetic noise at the back of its throat. The wiik-bat had been trying for almost five hours to get into the museum, but it couldn't because of the high magical defenses around. Mark smiled as he gently scratched the wiik-bat in the space between its antennae.

"You useless bastard. You couldn't get through and now you're acting all cute."

"Wiik! Wiik!"

'I'm sorry.'

The wiik-bat apologized again and Mark just chuckled. Mark knew that it would be hard for the wiik-bat to get inside because of the high magical defenses, so he was not angry.

"It's fine, you can go meet Luna and rest. You know where she is, right? I'll be fine, so -"

"Wiik! Wiik!"