The group paused as they stumbled upon the 5th-stage Borbormyst butterfly, taking a moment to observe its graceful flight while Lina delved into the future, her three pentagrams glowing in anticipation.
The butterfly fluttered gracefully above one of the many trees dotting the area, trailing behind it a vibrant mist that danced in harmony with the gentle flapping of its wings.
Though it was the size of Onyx, its slender frame marked it as an insect rather than an animal like the black-feathered creature.
Its wings bore intricate spiral patterns, each swirl a mesmerizing display of color. Atop its head sat two long antennae resembling human legs in length.
Even as the group spotted it, the butterfly seemed to sense their presence, redirecting its attention toward them.
"Let's proceed cautiously," Lina advised after a moment's contemplation. "Our primary concern is its poison. Once infected, our minds will become vulnerable, leaving us defenseless.
