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Max was satisfied. Very satisfied that he was able to secure a good number of chorts in chains. He always finds himself in a good mood every time he conjures something out of his wand. It is, by the way his specialty. He still wasn’t completely sold with the idea of hanging around juvenile acromantulas to be honest, thus his decision to move away from them. The architect stood behind the Creatures Department Head with his arms crossed across his chest, waiting for her next order.
Max stayed quiet as the red head asked if everyone was okay. He’s fine…not even rattled with what just happened. To the man, it felt like he did go on a serious workout routine. Max then eyed Bryce. It was his turn now to move, yes? Work on the temperature and stuff?
__________________  "It didn't go quite as planned." | The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale. |