Journey to save Ossa
"Bel, now!" the omega exclaimed as she turned into her shadowy, smoky form, allowing Bel to shoot a Mana bullet at the target, a mid-tier normal night owl.
The owl was drawn to them because of Ossa's bone, which still had the scent of their brethren on it.
Despite taking a relatively safe road, the two would encounter creatures like the night owl, which would go out of their way to attack them.
It had been three days now, the two females following the dark green aurora that was only visible to Bel. They slept together and hunted the food they would eat, Bel now more proactive as she wanted to become as strong as she could before she wake Ossa up.
"Did we get it?" Bel inquired, beads of sweat on her brows, some trickling down her face. The cold night breeze blew, brushing the ponytail she tied, an easy hairdo for a hunt.
<It's dead, well done,> the omega praised as it nudged at the half-meter creature, Bel carefully walking to it.