"Hm..."
"Demond?"
"Miss Demond?"
Demond cupped her chin, contemplating.
They have left the temple after 991's final visit. And they now arrived upon a path between grassfields again.
"Say..." The Witch smirked. "Wouldn't we want to have something like a transport?"
"Ah," Adrei petted the Witch's hat. "You need me transformed?"
"Nope, we need something flashier. Something cooler."
No pun intended. So the Witch summoned her staff again.
"I never did this before," the Witch took a deep breath. "Too wasteful of mana, not to mention I don't have enough of it in my old body. But..."
After confirming she can even freeze the World' time? Demond liked to give this a try.
"So first..." Her fingertip weaved. "A carriage...a horse...ah, I can't miss the wheel and the rooftop..."
A mini horse carriage was drawn mid-air, glittering.
"Then the rest is up to me." Demond twirled her staff. "Behold!"
The wood slammed onto the ground. Frosts dusts sprouted, carriage expanded in size.
