Mel's golden eyes swept through the strange tree with ease, a theory crafting in her head as she spotted the lava-like cracks in the bark.
That theory was only reinforced when the staff in her hand trembled, as if finding the tree both repulsive yet familiar.
"Summon:
As the Hound materialized at her side, Mel pressed the trembling staff against its cotton-soft nose.
With a twitch, the Hound's ears curled inward as it raised its head, staring at the tree in the middle.
Unlike the pursuit with Wrath, the target of the same or similar magic trace was very close by.
"Heh~" Mel mused, unexpecting of such findings.
"Spot something?" Samantha's sharp gaze locked onto Mel's.
"Maybe. Maybe not." Mel tapped her chin before her lips curled up. "I would trade you the secret for a hug from you."
Samantha raised an eyebrow, in awe of her student's shamelessness.
Then, with a sigh, she strode forth and hugged Mel.
