"Ssssss! (Please don't do that!) Ssssss! (That won't even work in the first place!) Sssss! (I'm literally level 1 – I am worth basically nothing!) Ssssss! (You made me use up everything that I had in me to create the royal avaritia form!) Sssss! (And since you killed me while I had the sigil, the resurrection reset me to level 1 – please spare me!) Ssss! (I don't pose any threat to you, without eating any precious minerals I can't even attack!) Sssss! (Please, please, please, oh kind and powerful lord undead, have mercy on me...!)"
The remnant of Happy went on to hiss pleadingly while bowing its sigil-free head repeatedly.
"...oh, I get it – dumb luck."
Zombie raised his head and sighed in realization.
"Pardon...?"
Cranberry furrowed her brows and looked at him in confusion.
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