"Care to give me some of your fish friends for ehm... Science?" He was lying, he wanted fish curry.
Narrowing her eyes, the Marai crossed her arms. Warwick wasnât trustworthy. Clicking her tongue, she motioned towards the pond. âGet any, save from any kind of shark, koi or the little goldfish in the underwater aquarium. And be careful with the jellyfish.â
"No. You want the fish, you make the effort to get them." She answered dryly as a smile took over her lips. Namiâs pond was full of jellyfish, sharks and two hippocamps, if Warwick thought he could mess with those, he was very wrong.
"I can ask them kindly not to eat you, but I canât guarantee theyâll obbey me."
âAnnoying as always.â He says with a growl. âThen I cant guarantee their or yours safety.â He boldly said with a frown, now looking down into the pond.










