Chapter 356: Caring for Hannah
That night, Amira returned not to the Clan House, but to her family home. Tsutomu suspected that the sight of the Fenrir had perhaps made her want to see Camille. But knowing better than to risk another punch, he wisely kept the thought to himself.
"You know, I think I understand now why Hannah and Daryl were so shaken up," he mused aloud. "That Fenrir… it was unlike any monster we’ve faced so far."
"Well yeah, there’s never been a monster that fought WITH us," Amy replied. "By the way, it looks like Ealdred Crow has caught on to the mechanics of the ninety-sixth layer now. We’d better pick up the pace."
"Come to think of it," Garm interjected, his indigo-furred dog ears twitching with curiosity, "that layer does seem unusual. Did you figure things out yourself, Tsutomu?"
Tsutomu quickly shook his head. "Actually, no. It was actually Hannah who triggered the discovery. She uses Magic Stones for her Magic Fist, right? She went scavenging for some on-site, and that’s when a Dragon statue reacted. Diniel noticed it first. After that, I just started covering our tracks, hiding the details and making sure no one else caught wind."
"Got it," Garm nodded, accepting the explanation without suspicion.
While it was in fact Tsutomu who had known how it worked beforehand and guided events in that direction, the story held water.
As their discussion shifted back to the Fenrir, Leleia joined the conversation. But before long, Korinna descended the stairs, brushing aside damp, pale bangs plastered to her forehead with sweat.
"How’s Hannah doing?" Tsutomu asked.