"This is not a promising start," the half-swan spirit looked at their gathering with an amused expression. He sat cross-legged at the midair while wondering why he glued to see their exchange further. Probably better with some grass snack, too.
At the appearance of that white-haired man... finally, that bird-brain can process something he had missed.
"...Crap."He's somewhat late though. It's not like everyone who had gone sleeping wouldn't be disturbed enough at the commotion. A series of trumpet greet him before he even opened Shania's room.
Of course he would see
it."Emerging from the dark flames of stagnation, this Renaissance is answering your call!" It said with a shrill of trumpet.
Not to mention that accursed Joie de Vivre already out from their
lamps cards and circling Shania's head. Their low chuckles turned to uproarious laughter for unknown reasons. Mad. Every single of it.
Glad that nobody would hear their ruckus, otherwise his Mistress would also one to be blamed.
"He plays an exuberant song of inner awakening, renewed-"Renaissance got a firm slap from her pillow. No doubt.
"I need a goddamn sleep, not a freakin' inner awakening!" Shania's voice ruined with sleep. She turned to hopefully, her sane companion Kinnara.
"Wein Urvasi, a word?"
"There will be a bloodbath." Wein summed everything up with a solemn tone.
"..."
Needless to say, a grumpy
Shania already going to the site, dragging herself with the grace of zombie. Her mind still half-processing the situation.
"...I don't recall I have a drink before going to bed..." Shania murmured at the sight of the gigantic spider. Her eyes roaming around in search of fairy in question. That little thing didn't accidentally being squashed between these guys, right?