The director was as much of a bastard as always.
Leon clicked his tongue, somewhat speechless, before trying hard to shake the unfriendly thought from his mind. Following the method Senior Emma had taught him, he began searching along the path for the canine deity that the director had knocked out.
A comatose, three-headed puppy wrapped in red hair...
A comatose, three-headed puppy wrapped in red hair...
As the saying goes, "Heaven rewards the persistent." After silently reciting this seventeen or eighteen times, Leon finally spotted a dog that basically matched the criteria, not far ahead. As for why it was only "basically"...
"Senior Emma..."
Looking at the three dog heads, each two circles bigger than a round dining table, soaking in the pitch-black swamp by the No Return Path, Leon couldn't help but say, speechlessly,
