"Actually—that might work even better! They could play dual roles—first 'summoning' the beasts, then appearing as mysterious heroes who drive them off! The perfect cover!"
Virion stared at me. Then, to my surprise, he began laughing—that deep, echoing chuckle that usually meant either approval or impending doom.
"Oh, you clever little schemer," he purred, floating closer. "Using my turtles as both villains and heroes in your little play?" His grin turned sharp. "I almost want to say yes just to see the looks on their shells when I tell them."
I matched his grin. "So it's a yes?"
Virion hummed, his tail flicking thoughtfully as he studied me. Then, with a slow nod, he said, "Alright, you can go with the plan. I'll lend you the turtles when the time comes." His grin returned, sharp with mischief. "You can also discuss it with Dono if you want—after the training tomorrow."
