"Jack?" Dora frowned, narrowing her eyes at him,
"I didn't expect to see you here of all places. What exactly are you doing with those... weird monsters?" Her gaze shifted toward the Fox Monsters, her brows knitting together as she studied them closely.
There was something eerily familiar about them, something that triggered a memory. Then it hit her—they looked just like the creatures she and Aether had fought before.
"Huh? Have your ears gone deaf, old hag?" Jack shot back, tilting his head as he peered down at Dora and the others, his expression laced with mockery.
Dora's lips twitched violently in irritation, while beside her, Mary let out a soft giggle.
"Tsk, what the hell are you giggling at, you damn bitch? Stop laughing and capture him already!" Dora snapped.
Mary stifled her giggles, her amusement quickly vanishing as her crimson eyes flickered ominously. She locked her gaze onto Jack, preparing to take control of his mind.