Under Mr. Zeon's regular pet store there was a basement with a variety of creatures: sirens, harpies, nagas, basilisks, phoenixes... This part of the store was for special clients who were interested in something exotic and were willing to pay for it. However, among all the already special goods, there was the most special one - a bat hybrid. Zeon couldn't sell them. No, he won't sell them. Why, if just being in his company calmed Zeon down and made owner forget about all the stress? Zeon looked up from the book. One oil lamp illuminated this dark space. There, in the depths of the cage, two red eyes glittered...