The burning white dog looked pitifully at Mike, hoping he would say a few kind words on its behalf.
Of course, it knew the true identity of the child standing before it. If the child really wanted to eat it… could it even pull itself out intact? The white dog began to ponder this grim question.
Mike cleared his throat, patted the child on the head, and gently persuaded,
"This isn't food."
"Oh…" The child wiped away some drool, clearly disappointed.
The white dog, relieved to have narrowly escaped death, collapsed to the ground, its legs giving out.
"Do me a favor and get rid of this fire," Mike said simply.
The flames on Shadow Three's body came from the Supreme Abyssal Sun. In other words, they were part of the Supreme Demon God's power. And really, who better to absorb such flames than the child?
Mike, when it came to coaxing children, might just be the best among the Supreme Beings.