Ananara hopped off the coffee table, his spiky leaves trembling with glee. "Well, since hiding isn't an option, why not solve the mystery of the ghost? I mean, who better to deal with haunted rooms than the walking chaos machine herself?"
Liria groaned, leaning back against the chaise. "Why do I have to do it? Enara's room, her problem. Right?"
Ananara tapped his body with a leaf, mockingly deep in thought. "Sure, if you want to ignore the fact that the 'ghost' might have something to do with your little black fire outburst earlier. I'm sure Daena won't care if it's your magic wrecking the castle."
Liria bolted upright. "Fine. Let's go before Enara decides I need another lecture."
[This could be dangerous, Liria,] the system chimed in her mind. [If there really is a magical entity, you're not fully equipped to handle it.]
"Yeah, and what do you suggest? Call ghostbusters? Oh, wait, I am the ghostbuster," Liria shot back mentally.
