Amarena sped to the source of the light, halting as she saw that the portal was forming high above the ground - higher than she could reach with her abilities. Through it, waves of blue-green motes fluttered downward from along the edges, in dense enough clusters to be nearly unavoidable.
A crawling sound behind her alerted her to the movement of the trees. Their roots rose and intertwined as if to block off any potential retreat. Perhaps they'd meant to block her path, but she'd been too swift.
Guess this isn't going to be as easy as I hoped, Rena thought as she sighed. Her recent evolution had granted her no wings with which to fly, and she hadn't fully recovered her mana from the "battle" with Orby.
And what kind of name was "Orby"? Kiryu had struck her as the irreverent type, but naming his own creation something so infantile hinted that he was either childishly uncreative, at least with names, or he had no self-respect. At least it made ordering the little construct easier.
