In truth, Miss Teresa did not know exactly what the "Formless Spawn" were either. While the group was resting, the ground suddenly began to shake, as though something were burrowing up from underground. Then they were attacked by Invisible Enemies. Since there were simply too many enemies surrounding the camp at the time, Miss Violet led them in a temporary retreat.
But Miss Violet was, after all, a Thirteenth Order Witch. Once she had temporarily escaped the enemy encirclement, she quickly sensed the "nest" of those monsters. She therefore took her personal maid to deal with the source of the "Formless Spawn," while Miss Teresa and the other five maids held back the pursuing enemies and avoided directly encountering the truth behind this attack.
"That way."
Although she had spent only an hour in total with Shade, the bespectacled witch immediately saw what he was thinking.
"They went in that direction. I can't give you an exact time of departure, but it did not feel like very long ago. Mr. Hamilton, if you truly intend to go there, be careful."
Shade gazed into the depths of the mist.
"You be careful too. Stay here and don't move around."
After bidding farewell to Miss Teresa and the other five, he continued onward, following the increasingly indistinct footprints on the ground. Miss Violet and that personal maid were not actually very far from Miss Teresa's group. Shade saw them after taking just over twenty steps, but before he could see them clearly, their figures had not appeared in the dense fog at all.
This island was even stranger than Shade had imagined.
When Shade reached them, Miss Violet and the Twelfth Order maid were not fighting. Instead, like the six Witches from earlier, they were watching their surroundings. This was an open