Blackfeather Woods You can haunt me if you want, I won't be scared

She knew just as well as the boy how intriguing the spirits were. How you could get lost with their seductive movements and sounds. As they moved through the ravine, Potema's heart hammered against her chest, nervous as to where this spirit would lead them. Was it playful? Malevolent and leading the boy to doom? She gasped as he pounced, only to see the pale fog disappear. Potema sighed with relief; it was gone, the boy had no reason to fling himself into danger any longer. He turned towards her, gazing with intent. How long have you seen her, Anna?