I stayed awake that night, my eyes large and wide as I stared out into the night, while my body was tense as I sat there hugging myself into a tight ball. Every little sound that came my way, I’d react in defense, which was very exhausting when doing it for six to seven long hours straight. By the time dawn came—which was when the light around my surroundings turned from a tinted gray to orangey, indicating that the sun was rising—I felt half dead.
Moving like a zombie and sporting a pair of panda eyes along with a pale complexion, I started packing up, putting the picnic blanket away, along with the purple crystal. I didn’t think I’d need to display it toward the sky to indicate where my position was anymore, since it was now daylight.
Once done, I strapped Aria’s magic bag over my shou
