Zephy had opted to stay behind in Sol this time with Tobias to both supervise repairs of the building and to make sure the young prince wasn’t overwhelmed, so instead this time it was Brandy and Martini who tagged along with their ragtag group.
The mermaid was sticking close to the group, looking around nervously at their dark surroundings. She was clutching the trident that she had gotten from the Shakespearean tightly in her hands. She had brought the weapon along despite never having been much of a fighter, but in the dark part of Nowhere it was always crucial tp have some way of protecting oneself. Brandy, who was walking behind poor Song, had a hand on his tome, warily looking at the surrounding trees and ready to blast any monsters with magic if needed.
Martini meeped as a nearby bush rustled, edging closer to Lesley when she swore she spotted a few pairs of glowing eyes looking out at her from inside the leaves. She had gotten closer to the new humans when they returned to Sol, and she especially delighted in the pink-haired human and Leon’s company. Leon had the best fashion sense out of all the humans’, and perhaps most of the Nobodies she’s met while Lesley was an adorable human- especially pertaining to his concern of a certain Inadi. Perhaps she would ask them to model for her- If they made it out of here alive. A loud screech from above made her jump, edging even closer to the nearest person to her.
A bright flash briefly illuminated the area, causing the ragged looking three-eyes owl in the trees to give out a pained shriek before flapping away. The light quickly faded as Brandy extinguished the magic from his palm. He was versed in simple magics- Small tricks that could keep weaker critters away but would ultimately be useless against witches. Personally he thought that this mission was a foolish one- The heart of a witch? How were they going to defeat a witch with a few magical humans, three guides and one dragoon?
"I'd bet my hat that tree wasn't there earlier,"
The bunny looked to Song. The items-hunter was more familiar with the dark side than he was- perhaps the most familiar besides Avian, not to mention that Song was rarely ever wrong when it came to recalling memory of places or items.
“So in other words, either a tree upped and moved, or we’re in a different part of the forest.”
As it was the Forest of the Ancients, both scenarios were both just as likely- in fact, the first was actually more so. If that was the case then they could only hope it was an actual tree and not a tree like monster.
“No loose dirt at the roots, or fang like protrusions from hollows…” Brandy mumbled to himself, walking up to beside the nervous looking Song and sizing up the suspicious looking tree. It wasn’t a monster then. “Could the forest be shifting around us? Marking the trees would prove useless then- not to mention we might end up angering them.”
