Melisra POV
The item box faded into a puff of smoke. Tiny crosses of sparkles emerged at its wake, decorations to a fairy-tale transformation.
It soon materialised. Ciel let out a light gasp as she clutched on the thin rod of wood, stretching till the other end met a patch of lush, healthy straws.
'A broom?'
Ciel tilted her head, then a system panel explained.
[ Item: Broom-star, Rare Grade ]
[ Description: A flying broom that could change its size at will. Transition to Umbra Grade is possible upon level 20 ]
"It's…"
On the other side, Melisrs's eyes beamed. This was the most excited Ciel had seen her yet.
"Holy hell! Oh my god!" The pink-haired witch covered her lips, tone drifting till it almost became a squeal.
Melisra then coughed twice, calming herself. "Hm… little Ciel? What magic is this?"
Ciel could only shake her head. "I've no idea. I just did it out of instinct."
