Sienna cleared her throat and turned to Mirella.
"Grandma Mirella, if anything happens, knock on the screen. I'll be listening."
Mirella nodded.
"Young Miss can rest assured. But remember, even a wise traveler still watches where she places her feet."
Sienna smiled.
"I understand."
With a single thought, she, Harold, and Tiara disappeared from the Spatial Farm and reappeared in the forest.
The air was cool and fragrant with leaves and damp soil.
Harold surveyed the surroundings, then nodded.
"Young Miss, summon Gustave."
Sienna obeyed.
With a thought, the enormous undead crocodile appeared, its bones gleaming faintly beneath the filtered sunlight.
Harold smiled.
"If this were any other city, riding an undead spirit beast to the gates would make people think we intended to attack."
He chuckled softly.
"But this is Montenegro Fortress. Here, seeing strange things is as common as seeing crows on a battlefield."
Sienna tilted her head.
