Little Red Bird Shows Off
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The faces of Han Sen and the blood kirin were squashed together. Han Sen hesitated, trying to decide if he should take the blood kirin with him to the sanctuaries. Even if the powers of the sanctuary harmed the creature, it was better than being squeezed into a sausage then and there.
The rainbow sea conch didn't move. It kept pushing the glass down on Han Sen and the blood kirin in a cruel bid to crush them. The black sea conch was standing just outside the glass, and it seemed darkly amused. It moved around a little, and small black things emerged from its shell. They were the black sea conches.
Those small sea conches surrounded the glass like a tide of water. There was a countless number of them, and they looked like a cloud of ink.
Han Sen felt a chill as he looked at them. If the glass squashed him to a pulp, he wouldn't feel safe dying. His dead body would be devoured by the hungry sea conches.