Sly Cooper: Family of Thieves

Chapter 75: Moonlit Insults

The moonlit desert stretched out before us as we followed the trail of ritualistic moon emmer that Sangue had left for the gang to trace. The silver grains sparkled in the moonlight, leading us through the vast expanse with an almost ethereal glow. The air was filled with a sense of anticipation and mystery.

Murray, ever the voice of jovial curiosity, scratched his head as we trod along the emmer-laden path. "Are you sure we're in the right place, Sly? I mean, this desert goes on forever!"

I checked the map, matching the celestial landmarks to Sangue's moonlit clues. "Positive, Murray. Sangue knows what she's doing. Just stay on the trail."

As we continued our journey, the moon casting long shadows across the sands, Murray's skepticism lingered. "This is a mighty long trail. You think we're getting close?"

Before I could respond, the desert air was shattered by an unexpected sound—a voice carried by the wind, a voice that could only belong to Sangue. But what caught us off guard wasn't just the fact that she had spoken; it was the nature of her words.

"CLOCKWERK, YOU MISBEGOTTEN SON OF A LEPER'S DONKEY!!!"

The gang came to an abrupt halt, exchanging bewildered glances. Even Dimitri, known for his unflinching cool, couldn't help but twitch his eyes at Sangue's colorful expression.

I raised an eyebrow, turning to the gang with an innocent shrug. "What?! I didn't teach her... that."

Bentley, ever the voice of reason, couldn't contain a smirk. "Sly, I think Sangue might be inventing her own brand of insults."

Seth, still processing the unexpected outburst, grinned. "That's one way to put it."

Amidst the laughter and confusion, Murray scratched his head again. "Well, that's our Sangue for you—always full of surprises."

We resumed our journey, the trail of moon emmer guiding us through the desert under the watchful gaze of the moon. Sangue's spirited shout lingered in the night air, a testament to her unbridled personality that even the ancient sands couldn't contain. As we ventured deeper into the moonlit dunes, I couldn't help but wonder what other surprises awaited us on this mysterious journey through the threads of destiny.