Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Burning fireballs burst out of the red wall. What is it? A monster? Loosely dangerous. Swinging up, down, left, right. It's so strange not to be on fire. That guy has been fumbling and approaching this one. Malicious or offensive? He said in an empty voice.

"Ugh, Hungry..."

"Are you hungry? Fireballs?"

"I hope you don't let me talk too much, it's hard and hard to talk anymore. Oh, dull."

Me and the fireball fell to the floor. The flooring floor can be cooked chilli. Doesn't seem to have much firepower. I wonder if it's a ghost. I'm not afraid of that, and it's starting to seem pitiful.