At that moment, Flora felt as though she had already been sucked into those purple eyes. After a moment of daze, she realized that all around her was a blazing inferno that seemed ready to burn down the entire woodland.
A rough hand grabbed her wrist and flung her toward the Ancient Tree standing in the woodland. By the time she steadied herself, Sister Devlin was already standing beside her above the blazing woodland. Yet the nun now seemed to possess an indescribably cold madness.
"Flora, combine your power of death with the nun's fire and burn this tree down. I want its heartwood for a staff."
The command came from behind her, from the person who had just thrown her here.
"But—"
The witch wanted to object, but the hand behind her had already pressed down on her shoulder. The strength was clearly not that great, yet she still could not help shuddering. When Flora turned around, her reflection appeared in those cold purple eyes—the form of a Gray Unicorn.
And the owner of those purple eyes softly asked:
"Flora, do you want to die once more?"
She looked at herself, the Gray Unicorn, in those eyes. The gray unicorn also looked at her human self amid the burning forest through those purple eyes. She was herself, and she was entirely herself.
The Dragon Transformation Potion was poured directly over the unicorn's head on the deck. The Gray Unicorn let out a cry in her daze, then immediately transformed into a streak of Gray Light and charged into the sky beneath the green canopy.
Not only the young ladies on the deck, but most of those fighting near the woodland noticed that unusual light. The Gray Light shot into the sky and stopped at a certain height. Then, as