350 Under Attack

The breath in Laz's body came in waves and went out in waves as he struggled with not only exhaustion, but also with the message being sent to his head.

*Just do it. I have many questions for you and not much time right now.*

With that, Laz felt the link cut off, like hearing the phone on the other side click while in the middle of a call. Laz had questions for her too, but he knew that it would only happen when she was ready for it to happed.

'Actually, maybe I don't want to see her anytime soon,' Laz thought to himself as she stashed the demon Raccoon's body into his pouch.