The Mage Who Speaks No Gibberish

As the afternoon sun's fading golden rays attempted to illuminate the lands below, two young adventurers harmonized a cheerful tune together. The female adventurer, fully immersed in the melody, even closed her eyes as she hummed along.

Walking in a fairly less-trodden path, Shye and Seira looked carefree as they headed towards a dangerous area, the ominous rainforest where Haemotoxin Vipers were aplenty.

Well, Seira seemed to be well-versed in this area so Shye couldn't help but be infected by her lighthearted approach.

A few moments later though, her carefree countenance turned into one of focused vigilance, prompting Shye to do the same.

'Geh…what stance am I supposed to take?' he mused, feeling awkward as he glanced at the elemental staff in his right hand.