The invisible sun inside the gate finally set, replaced by a dark, starless, and moonless sky.
Hide, Evelyn, and Elara had moved away from the frozen, shattered remains of the Brochio Fiend and set up a temporary camp inside the remains of a partially collapsed, moss-covered house nestled on the side of a jagged mountain.
A small campfire crackled in the center of the living room, illuminating the dusty walls.
"So," Elara began, leaning forward. She had taken off her ruined sweater and was now wearing a spare shirt Evelyn had given her. The healing potions had fixed her arm, and her boundless, childlike curiosity had fully returned. She stared at Hide with wide, sparkling eyes. "What exactly are you?"
Hide poked the campfire with a stick. "Huh? Pretty sure I looked like a human last time I saw a mirror."
