In contrast to the looming darkness, the fox's flame-red fur appeared bright and eye-catching.
But compared to this, what shocked Greya most was the beast's behavior. It was wearing a violet skirt, which shimmered in the dark, and there was a harp in its paws, which looked as big as the animal's body.
Wait… a harp?
Greya gazed intensively at the instrument that was creating that ghostly music when it was being plucked.
She sensed something familiar from it. It was a particular energy signature, which she felt before when Angor created a Mystery item under Dark Castle.
That's a Mystery item!
What remained of her anxiety immediately turned into greed.
Thank goodness I returned here or I might have missed it! She already considered the harp as her trophy. It's just a fox! I'll kill it and take what's mine!
The fox noticed Greya's thirsty look and slowly gave her its own, disdaining look.
