"...Adrei, you can still afford your strength, right?"
"Mmm. What is it? Do you perhaps-"
"Stop thinking lewd stuff and look up for a moment."
The Witch Demond sighed as she pointed upwards in Adrei's embrace, the fog's fabric coiling and toiling away as Adrei blinked. "Ah, the barrier you used against the gargolytes are..."
"Yes, it is disspaiting. I....I think I'm going to faint..." A reluctant tone was voiced behind layers of pride, as Adrei chuckled at the childishness before pinching the witch's cheek. "Go ahead. I'll take care of the rest."
"...then...wait." Demond frowned, narrowed her eyes over Adrei's shoulder, and blinked before tapping the Dragon's shoulder, her ears perking up at a giggle of the leaves against rubbles. "Behind you, uh...you didn't forget about Adil, right?"
