"So, this so-called God of Mischief actually planned the entire thing?" Xolotl frowned. "I never thought that the reason for my death was something like this…"
Anubis turned to Fenrir. "I think we have a justified reason to bully you this time, Idiot Wolf."
"What? I'm innocent. Doesn't this also mean that I've been framed by my own father?" Fenrir asked, as if he had been wronged.
Nidhogg sighed. "To think that the souls I guided that day originated from this kind of disaster…"
"However, looking at the story, it sounded reasonable." Jinwu narrowed her eyes. "If we take a look at the situation, the only way to defeat the black cell is by taking a drastic measure."
Mae shook his head. "I don't want to believe it completely. After all, we're talking about the God of Mischief. This might also be another one of his mischiefs. Everyone can lie after all."
"Still, it doesn't change the fact that the situation has turned in the direction that matches their prediction."
