*Thud* *Thud*
Dylan bounced and rolled on the ground like he was completely dead. By the time he stopped near Sylvia and Elysia, he still didn't move.
Sylvia looked into Elysia's eyes questioningly and expectantly, but she was afraid to accept the harsh reality.
"Sigh... Are you playing dead?" Elysia picked up some pebbles and threw them at Dylan. She then took a twig and poked him in the cheek.
"My ressurection skill just activated and I haven't opened my eyes for long. Couldn't you be more gentle with me? Besides, who would be so presumptuous to kick me like a pebble?" Dylan opened his eyes and pursed his lips in dissatisfaction. The veins on his head popped, and he gritted his teeth as this human girl kept poking his cheek.
"Fa-father, you're not dead?" Sylvia's mouth trembled, but an emotion of happiness rose from her heart.
"Do you wish for me to die?" Dylan snorted like he was sulking.
