Unfortunately, Smoked Cheese Cookie was right yet again. The Queen should have never brought you to Beast-Yeast with them. This was a mistake.

A dangerous quest to a distant continent to fight a monstrous force of destruction? Her Radiance knew, he knew, and so did you. You were not fit for this task, not fit to be here—! Smoked Cheese paused for a few moments, collecting himself with a sharp exhale.

He couldn't blame you. Not when the Beast Cookie stood tantalizingly in front of their cage with you in his grasp dangling like a carrot on a stick. It was sickening, he could feel his jam boil. He should've fought harder to keep you back home, safe.

"Your battle is with me!" His Queen slammed the bars of her cage, glaring daggers at the large, hulking Cookie who was amused by her pitiful state. "Leave them out of this!" Smoked Cheese Cookie shared her rage, her despair at being unable to do anything but witness the events unfold.

"My Queen, please," He attempted to placate Golden Cheese Cookie, a hand firmly on her shoulder. Her Radiance had been severely weakened, her soul jam stolen, she needn't worsen it by retaliating and incurring the monster's wrath. That did not stop her from trying to free them from this blasted cage.

Smoked Cheese Cookie could only wonder and imagine the worst. Why had Burning Spice Cookie singled you out? What did he intend to do with you?