Fisher and Mikhail opened the box and saw the gel-like tentacle substance lying quietly inside, their expressions suddenly becoming strange.
Based on previous experiences dealing with Michael Angel's toys, Fisher wasn't sure if Michael had designed the shape of this thing deliberately or accidentally.
But he still followed Helair's suggestion and sucked down the gel's jelly. Soon, crystalline patterns lit up on his face bit by bit. When he spoke again, their words could be understood by others.
"As for them... hmm, let's wait until they wake up to feed them. I didn't expect them to be so weak, unable to endure even this much... Forget about this human girl, but this Whale-man Species should be nearly Thirteen Rank. How can he hold on even less than the girl?"
"If you had informed me of the dangers of this journey in advance, maybe they would be better off now."
