While the battle in Midgard was about to wrap up, two adorable girls were happily munching on snacks, hiding inside a cave they created.
“This reminds me of the time we hid from Papa when he was looking for us, don't you think?” Maple asked her sister with a smile.
“Right,” Cinnamon replied. “But unlike Papa, these people are very disappointing…”
“True…” Maple nodded.
They thought they would have fun playing tag with the Progenitors of the Plague Faction. However, their expectations weren’t met because their pursuers weren’t up to par.
It wasn’t like they hadn't tried hard enough.
The Plague Faction tried to encircle them, predict their paths, and use every means they had in their arsenal.
But, all of their attempts fell short.
They couldn't even close their distance to the two gluttons, who found time to have snacks while waiting for them to catch up.
“I hope they catch up to us soon,” Maple said before opening another bag of potato chips.