C245 Betting on the Destruction of the Trap

Neal advanced with the most modest means of travel—on foot—leading one giant beast after another.

"So boring! So boring!"

It was unclear whether Corinne was singing or just moaning meaninglessly as she treated the top of a giant beast's head as if it were a large bed, patting and rolling about like a child throwing a tantrum.

Beside her, Candice fiddled with a sapphire flower rope in her hands