When she had finished venting, Anna spat out the bloody tongue in her mouth and glared viciously at the thing before her. "Send me back right now! Immediately!"
Seven or eight mouths on Charles's tentacle slowly opened. "Sorry, Anna. I can't send you back. First, you're far safer on the Earth's surface than in the Abyss-Sea. I want you away from danger. Second, I'm also on the Earth's surface now."
As he spoke, Charles shifted his gaze to his side. Compared to the lush, green mountains on the other side, this place seemed far more barren. If that side of the Earth's surface was alive, then this world was dead.
"Bullshit! If you're on the Earth's surface, why can't I see you?" Anna clearly thought he was lying.
