Watching the bunny trot back once again, Velen sighed and waved his hand.
"Go find Clinton. Have him give you guys a spellbeast-only section."
"Master, you're too kind to me!"
"I swear, I regret not being a female bunny—if I were, I'd give you a whole litter of little bunnies!"
The bunny's ears stood straight up with excitement, his little paws rubbing together like the world's most shameless flatterer.
WHAM!
Velen raised a foot and kicked him flying again.
Too shameless!
He deeply regretted ever giving the bunny that speech-enhancement potion.
A perfectly normal rabbit—how did it end up like this?
The No. 1 Rabbit in the Universe.
The only comfort Velen had was that he hadn't picked the wrong direction to train him—this bunny was truly a "sword" through and through.
Not far away, seeing the bunny scampering off to find Clinton to change the blueprints, Ironback Centipede's eyes filled with tears of emotion.
That's my Bunny Bro.
