Under the shade of a tree, haunting dreams pestered the sleeping mind. A world burst into flames while corpses scattered the ground. Despair riddled the air in pungency. And at the top of a hill, two figures stood; weariness seeped into bones and blood coated their armor. One raised a lance against the other who wielded a stolen sword. Yet before the outcome was decided, she opened her eyes. Klein saw an open book to the side and sighed. Research. It was research on the Battle of Camlann. She stretched out her arms and flexed each of her fingers; after several moments, they began to ache. Continued visits to Eweleïn, however, would not truly fix anything. Time had passed without care, and this ailment plagued her with no intention of leaving. The presence of two familiars' resting near Klein caught her attention. Their gazes met, but only one moved closer and nestled its head in her lap.
"Neh, I know you want some love too, Shaïtan."
The familiar blinked before it looked away and focused on a nearby brush. Klein sighed. Like owner, like familiar.
"Asmodeus, is Lilith around?"
The other Gallytrot growled as it nudged her thigh.
"Mm...I still feel bad that I allowed Dracula to name both of you..."
Her eyes closed as a fond memory occupied drowsy thoughts. It was a birthday party. Even with the ongoing rationing, Chrome managed to organize a celebration. The vampire gifted her a familiar egg once it was over. He came up with an excuse [that her beloved Dracula cannot always be there to protect her, much to his displeasure] to ensure Klein accepted it.
"Besides, my wonderful familiar needs a partner in crime," Nevra said.
"...You didn't lose the other eye?"
"Even if I did, it's still an exceptional present for you, darling."
"Black Gallytrots are exceptional?"
Meanwhile, the Danalasm was caught during a mission. With a pet who was not an adult, she managed to capture the deer-like creature. There plans to sell the egg, but Klein decided against it. Two familiars strained her budget in the beginning; now, it was not a problem. Lilith tended to be better at exploration. A small smile appeared on Klein's face. Flashbacks the mind toyed, and those memories soothed bothersome doubt.
She returned to her room once dusk quivered on the horizon. Shaïtan followed Klein to her room before it wandered away.
"It's been quiet for a while. Then again, Valk and that elf haven't returned yet..."