"YOU'LL rot in that beautiful terrarium until you become the perfect fertilizer for my baby," Neoma said, her hands raised while putting another layer of Sphere to make sure that her terrarium wouldn't be broken both from the inside and the outside. "Goodbye, Larissa."
She turned her back on Larissa, currently trapped inside the deadly terrarium that she made, and walked out of the training hall leisurely.
Of course, she wasn't done for the night yet.
"Your children are already waiting for you," Ruto said, extending his hand to her. "Are you really sure about doing that?"
"Uh-huh," Neoma said, grabbing Ruto's hand. "I've already asked for Papa Boss, Mama Boss, and Nero's permission in advance. Why, babe? Do you not like my pettiness?"
"It's not petty."
