'Zelestria… what is going on here?' Finn asked in his head, landing on the ground and keeping his ears sharp for any sign of an attack. In his arms was Iris, still suffering from a painful headache that rendered her unable to do a thing.
[Fufu~looks like we've fallen into the Specters' trap, darling~] Zelestria said with a giggle.
'Tch… some warning would've been nice.'
[My, my… this is a learning opportunity, y'know? Don't you remember? I won't tell you anything unless it is fatal.]
'Right… so, how do I get out of this 'trap'?'
[To find a solution to a problem, one must first understand the problem.] Zelestria said, like a philosopher. [Specters are quite the special Ghost archetype. They do not have tangible physical forms, and don't attack directly either.]
'What…? They don't attack?'
