The female adventurers fixated their liquid and brilliant gazes upon a tiny being approaching them in creeping uneven steps.
The being possessed appearance of average sized-girl with slightly tanned skin, disarranged short brown hair in the style of pigtails, and wore tattered long-sleeved pink mini-dress baring the girl's scarred shoulder, as well as holding a severed figurine with both impaired hands. At a glance, looked no different than an actual wounded pre-teen child required immediate care.
If not for its spectral hollowed skull's cavity, emetic smell oozing from barely put together rotten flesh, and inky magic aura rising from the girl's vessel, the disguise would had been faultless and able to deceive anyone.
Mikaela and Alana prepared to take necessary action the moment the being manifested unmistaken hostility toward them. Despite having that kind of expectation, it abruptly stopped walking approximately ten meters before arriving to its intended destination.
