Being entangled by this little cat was something that quite surprised Lann.
It happened at the research base, before returning to the Star Base.
That night, the little cat, tensed and alert, knocked on Lann's door.
Though it tried hard to appear mature and courageous, its puffed-up fur betrayed the nerves of this Three-Floral Kitten.
"Do you have something on your mind?"
Lann squatted down, greeting the little cat kindly.
Even without the armor, the vast difference in size and weight was still striking.
The little cat had performed bravely and meticulously in previous battles but seemed inept at social interactions.
Thus, it spoke with hesitation, its tail swaying back and forth behind it.
"It's just... just meow, I heard I'm a cursed cat?"
It turned around, showing Lann its back.
That was where the Stag-Headed Spirit had once scratched it, and now an unobtrusive magic pattern was visible in the cat's fur there.
However, there was no Chaos Magic Power on it anymore.
