After acquiring Primis from the Primordials, MF descended the spiraling staircase with her Ourarian on her shoulder, currently hanging onto her black halo as if it was a handle.
"Uuoohhh! So much mana with high density in this place!"
"Fufufu, if you have something you want to add, don't be afraid to call me." MF grinned in satisfaction as she saw the excitement on Primis. She could feel that her hair was enshrouding the little Ourarian. After all, it would be better to bond this way than letting her walk on the side. 'Although, I didn't expect that it would come to this.'
"Thank you for allowing me and my sister to follow your journey to that interesting machi—I mean an unknown place where I don't know anything or what you're doing there, working on the thing that I definitely don't know," said Pitka with a cheeky yet sly and cute grimace.
