章 87: Psychic Weapons

The next day, before dawn, Arix woke up, stretched, and walked out of the cave.

"Arix, it's still early. Do you want to sleep a bit more?" Drexel was on the last watch and showed concern for his sister waking up so early.

Arix shook her head and sat next to Drexel, "You go sleep. I'll keep watch."

Drexel was touched and looked at his sister with pride, "Surprise, surprise. The heartless Arix has grown up and started to care about me."

Arix felt annoyed and a vein popped on her forehead. She glared at Drexel and said, "Now choose: go to hell, or go to sleep?"

"Sleep!" Drexel jumped up and quickly moved away from Arix. As he entered the cave, he added, "Arix, with a temper like that, you'll never get a boyfriend."

Arix didn't want to respond and threw a small stick at him.

Drexel caught the stick, smiling. He didn't want to throw it away and took it into the cave with him.