CHAPTER III
“Good morning, Laboratory, Krystyne speaking.”
“Good morning to you too Us-tiad!”
“Myryan?”
“Hi Krys; yes it would be me!”
“So what’s the occasion?”
“Auri-bus tenere lupum!"
"Huh?"
"Krys, I need your...your powerful aura!”
"Huh?"
"Krys, I need your...your powerful aura!”
“My powerful aura huh? What makes you think my aura is so powerful? I can’t even get black magic right without getting my friends killed--