The Wood Spirit Clan's upper echelons, who usually maintained such a dignified air, swallowed hard without exception. In unison, they turned to glance at the people beside them, each catching the reflection of their own panic in the others' eyes.
"That must be Lord Wood Spirit's Spirit Beast, right? But what on earth is that bound thing? Why does it give me such an eerie feeling?"
Someone stammered out the question. No one answered, but as if by prior agreement, everyone nodded in neat unison. They looked at the trapping formation before them, and at the Little Green Ball trapped within it, yet not a single person stepped forward.
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