Muse suspected he had caught a cold.
The itch in his throat made Muse somewhat irritable.
He was the Mad Demon of the Hero Team, the craziest of them all, fearless in battle against demons for days and nights. Catching a mere cold did nothing to bother him.
Moreover, due to his immense strength, falling ill was almost unimaginable for Muse.
Ever since his successful cultivation, he had never been sick.
Perhaps the place was just too cold.
Muse wanted to grab at his clothes when he realized he wasn't wearing any on his upper body.
Damn it…
Muse cursed softly.
His mood was inexplicably irritable.
He had been waiting here for several days now; how had Asina not shown up yet? Where had she gone?
Shaking his head, Muse suppressed the frustration in his heart; he knew he was being somewhat unreasonable.
