"Put me down," Neraxis said, squirming around.
However, the two girls didn't listen to him, as one held him by his legs and the other gently lifted him up under the armpits before carrying him away.
Neraxis was confused—not because of how assertive they were, but simply by how silent they had become.
After all, just a few hours ago, he'd seen them relaxing inside a pool.
Of course, they were extremely pissed after he sent them the typo message, but did it really warrant such treatment?
"We're going to be taking you somewhere. Oh, and also..." Aella trailed off as she suddenly turned around and, with one hand, pulled out a strange-looking needle.
Neraxis raised his brow in amusement. "You're drugging me?"
"You could think of it that way," Celina chimed in. "We've been a little worried about you, and your constant disappearances aren't helping either."
"Well, the thing is—"
Before he could finish, Aella brought the needle down.
