Perhaps this was the true purpose of the Immortal Domain's trials.
Ashbur focused intently on Clayton Bertram's every move in the Token, completely unaware of a group of chubby little beings that had appeared behind him in the dark fog.
In fact, even if Ashbur had been more vigilant and on guard, he would still not have noticed these little creatures approaching. They whispered amongst themselves: Can we eat it?
Grandpa didn't say we couldn't, right?
I just emptied my stomach, I'm so hungry now.
One of them coquettishly swayed its Gourd-shaped waist: Eh, eh, eh, I'm not hungry.
The other little beings chided: You ate all that lightning, of course, you're not hungry. Eating alone is shameful! Wait until I'm full, then I'll beat you up!
The little creatures stealthily moved closer, seemingly slow but in an instant were beside Ashbur, latching onto him and feasting. Ashbur remained oblivious to all of this.
