Chapitre 104: Dirty Little Tramp, And Her Idiot Of A Flying Father

I had never seen anything like the colossal horned four-story tall octopus that was floating forward into full view. I was still nearly three stories tall, but this creature was vast and looked like it wanted to get handsy with all those tentacles.

What could this female creature want with me? What was this thing anyway? Octopus didn't have horns or grow this big.

Yup, there I go again with that idiot first-world brain. It didn't matter what this grayish blush multi-armed horned disaster looked like, it seemed to have a problem with me, and I needed to deal with it.

"Who are you, and what do you want?" I asked after Hydie fed me air to fill my big lungs.