Damon and Mikha'el went back to their camp in the Old Acedia. There was still an hour left before Mikha'el would return to her original form.
Currently, Damon was browsing the Otherworldly Shop to look for sweets and gave them to Mikha'el as a reward.
"What are you looking at?" Mikha'el asked while staring at Damon, who was moving his hands in the air.
"Nothing," Damon chuckled lightly. He didn't want to tell Mikha'el about his abilities in the meantime.
"Alright," Mikha'el hummed and lay on the ground. Her gaze fixed on the leisurely drifting clouds. A serene smile curved her lips. "It's surprisingly peaceful here."
Damon glanced at Mikha'el before completing his purchase, selecting an assortment of sweets and bread for both of them. "Absolutely," he agreed with a glance toward Mikha'el.
A moment later, a box materialized beside Mikha'el with a gentle thud.
"Ah!" Mikha'el yelped in surprise. "What's this?"
