Anoto looked around for a moment, then studied the terrain of Greenwild Plains below before hesitantly speaking. "I think I've been here before."
"You've been here? Then were there other wind-element creatures here at the time?" Angel asked.
"I, I..." Anoto lowered its head, its voice growing weaker and weaker. "I don't remember either."
Angel: "...You don't remember?"
"Back then, all I could think about was finding my sister. I wasn't paying attention to what was around me at all." Anoto seemed to have found an excuse, and its tone became a little more self-righteous. "Besides, they liked making fun of me. I didn't want to bother with them anyway."
To put it bluntly, Anoto's mind had been wholly occupied with chasing after Salmado. It had paid no attention whatsoever to anything else.
Angel could not be too harsh on it either. If it started crying again, he had no desire to soothe it all over again.
Angel said, "Then feel things out again now. Is there anything unusual nearby?"
At that, Anoto opened its mouth and took a deep breath. The wind elements drifting nearby were sucked into its belly in one gulp like a cloud of smoke.
After swallowing the surrounding wind elements, Anoto smacked its lips as though savoring the flavor.
"There are many traces of my kind nearby. Judging from the lingering information in those traces, they must have been mature members of my race. But their presence is already very faint. They should have left long ago," Anoto said as it sensed the wind elements it had inhaled.
"So there isn't a single wind-element creature nearby?"
This time, Anoto did not answer with certainty. After hesitating for a moment, it formed two translucent little hands and pointed toward a spot beneath the clouds. "Over there.