The next morning, the sun broke over the capital with a harsh, uncompromising glare. Nathan brought all three summons—in their small, inconspicuous bunny forms—to Celestial Peak.
The guild hall was already bustling with chaotic morning activity: Climbers hauling heavy gear for early expeditions, logistics staff furiously reviewing dense mission assignments on glowing tablets, and the faint, ozone-scented hum of mana-powered equipment bleeding from the research wing. More than a few heads turned, conversations halting abruptly, as Nathan walked briskly through the halls with three bunnies hitching a ride. Mirko perched proudly on his right shoulder like a conqueror, Kuro resting as a dark, unmoving lump on his left, and Shiro sitting with absolute, regal dignity directly atop his head.
"Is that a new one?"
"She's orange! With tiger stripes! I thought they were just solid colors!"
