That crystal stone glinted under the sunlight, it was indeed gorgeous on her palm. Her eyes as well glitter as though she had accomplished something so great to behold. With new motivation, she made her way to hunt more of the spirit beast before anyone could.
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On the other side of the woods, the three brothers had made their own circle. Each of them held a bow and sword. The forest wasn't divided for each group, they were simply placed in a different area where meeting the other group would take a while.
"I hope Lucy is alright."
Evelyn spoke in a worried tone. He sighs putting his sword back on the sheath.
"Don't worry, I am sure she is fine. You already know how capable she is," Gladys responded wiping his sword with a cloth that was stained with blood. He was seated in an object that neither looks like a rock nor anything suitable to be seated for, however, he was comfortable.
