Seeing that the cat had no intention to continue using its power, the "dancer" with light brown skin breathed a slight sigh of relief, glanced once more at the burning demon's corpse, and then walked toward Shard.
As for those armor pieces that had just floated into the air from the sand surface, they had settled back onto the sandy ground by now, but each piece continued to emit a brilliant glow.
"Oh, don't lick me!"
Shard, who had managed to struggle his upper body out of the sand, tried to keep Mia away a bit, but the cat was unwilling to leave. The sand was quite strange; while one could move and transform freely above the sand, once Shard sank into it, he could no longer do so.
Fortunately, Miss Mister had also walked over, bent slightly, and extended her hand toward him.
Shard tried hard not to look where he shouldn't, grasped Miss Mister's hand, and immediately felt a massive force suddenly appear, allowing him to be pulled out of the sand as easily as pulling a radish.
