Marcus stared. His jaw dropped.
"What..." Marcus stammered.
He pointed at the fluffball.
"What even is your main body?" he shouted. "A child? An adult? And now... a cute... fluffy thing?"
The creature looked up at him. It didn't open a mouth, but her voice echoed clearly in the air.
"Spirits can take multiple forms," Ventessa said. Her tone was still cool and detached.
"This is efficient. It conserves mana."
"And trust me," she added. "It is for your own good that I didn't take my real form."
Marcus stared at the cute creature. It was hard to be afraid of something that looked like a marshmallows.
He felt a tug on his pant leg.
He looked down.
The grey teddy bear was standing there. He gestured for Marcus to lean down.
Marcus crouched.
The bear stood on his tiptoes. He cupped a paw around his mouth.
"Don't feel down," the bear whispered loudly.
"I have been with her for a long time. Even I have never seen her real form either."
The bear rolled his button eye.
