"I smell fun," Vesta's voice fluttered through the air.
Nine glowing white tails behind her gave an air of nobility and ancient sanctity, ruined only by the fiendishness of her expressions.
Ember and Raven wore solemn faces.
And while Zier had a rueful smile, Blaze and Rai seemed to be competing with Vesta's savage display of teeth and claws.
Sadly for Blaze, an elbow hit him from the side, forcing him out of the thrill and anticipation.
"We're not here to spill blood for the sake of it."
Ember nodded, agreeing with Raven's words.
"Don't be a bore. It might be the last time I can enjoy." Vesta shrugged. Her eyes were darting toward the giant tortoise being pushed back by Kami and one of the 4 Guardians.
"We shouldn't be too careless," Zier tried to remind her, but his words fell on deaf ears.
While the 6 of them took in the entire situation, Ozul's focus was on the fissures of space appearing randomly everywhere.
