"Clack clack!"
The Iron Winged Grey Crane Mola, resting in the camp exclusively for fantasy beasts, stretched its long neck and called out loudly upon seeing Mel Yujiuhua come to visit.
"Mola has been particularly clinging to me," said Mel as he entered the camp and hugged the Iron Winged Grey Crane's slender neck, "Our partnership has been progressing rapidly. Battling with Sword Control using our Battle Qi is already within our grasp, and very soon, I'll be able to embody it in Fighting Spirit Armor!"
"Impressive, my cousin!" Russell clapped his hands lightly.
Just then, a snow-white unicorn flew into the camp, its hooves treading on the wind, and gently landed beside Russell, affectionately nuzzling his shoulder with its horn.
