Mr. Crow jolted out of his deep meditation state and stared in Lana's direction with confusion.
Flapping his wing, he rushed in Lana's direction. At first, he only flapped his wing with force, creating a strong and cold gust of wind; however, even then, Lana seemed oblivious.
What stressed him was the fear etched on Lana's face.
'Just what kind of dream is she having?'
Sure, he had seen Lana doing weird dances under stress, and he had also seen her sassy side, as well as her venomous side.
Even when she was startled by his first appearance, she did not display such profound fear.
Mr. Crow stopped flapping his wings and perched on Lana's stomach.
Seeing the sweat forming on Lana's forehead, followed by her anxious expression, Mr. Crow used his wings to nudge Lana.
"Lana! Lana! Wake up!"
However, Lana's heart was beating like the hooves of a horse, rapid and sharp. It felt as if her heart might pop out of her chest at any moment.
