It was a cold, lonely night. Q wished she had finished before her pending matters. Now she was going the faster she could to Staccato Mansion. Maybe it was an error to let Vanilla go alone. She was still not sure, but what Johann Staccato was, in reality, was something she always suspected. She crossed the mossy cobblestone fence and climbed the hill up to the giant building, Custos Tigris behind her.
"Huh?" Rowie tilted his head. A long-haired female figure appeared in the distance, followed by something he wasn't expecting: a plush spirit. What kind of animal was it though?
Custos Aquilae screamed and glided down, stepping before Rowie and using her robust figure to keep him safe. Wait. Was not that a tiger? He remembered the girl Vanilla talked about when on the underground temple.
Q lowered her speed, Victory doing the same and walking by her side with his back puffed up. The spirit eagle ahead spread her wings and her beak in a defensive position.
