Shadowy wolves appeared around Little Red Riding Hood. Then, with a thought from their master, they silently scattered and plunged into the thick, unmoving fog.
The great mass of tails behind Huli slowly spread open. Six of them detached and flew out, circling the group as Fox Cannon Drones. They slowly patrolled the air, keeping watch over their surroundings. The demon fox girl hugged two more tails against her sides, foxfire flickering at their tips as they stood ready to strike. The last tail was used for storage and continued to droop on the ground like a power line.
Eileen gently lowered her hand beside Yu Sheng. Wisps of black webbing slipped from her fingertips and spread through the fog like a substance with a life of its own, searching for any possible signs of consciousness while keeping watch for anything harboring ill intent. In theory, this Otherworld might only be L-2 or even L-1 in depth, but Otherworlds had never been reasonable. Their depth and Danger Level were not always directly proportional, and extremely dangerous Entities could appear even in shallow Otherworlds.
Yu Sheng glanced at the people around him and sighed again. Why is everyone so cool?
"Seriously, I want to use skills with special effects like you guys do," he muttered. "Something that goes whoosh—never mind whether it's useful or not, it just has to scare the crap out of people..."
Eileen, perched on his shoulder, turned her head. "You have special effects. Isn't opening doors special-effecty enough?"
Yu Sheng sighed again. Then he casually opened a door, reached through it, and pulled out his "one graze causes excessive blood loss, one hit causes severe disability" Reason battle staff. He rested it on his shoulder.
Eileen immediately performed a practiced backward flip, wrapped her arms around his