So, in Lann's comment 'this guy is still constantly expanding his territory,' the originally leisurely chewing mouth of the unicorn halted suddenly while munching on terrestrial seaweed.
Lann's lips curved into a smile upon seeing the unicorn's reaction.
"See, my friend. Ecology is closely connected to us, you can't just say 'I don't care' and think it doesn't concern you."
"Sssss~"
A hot breath spouted from the unicorn's moist nostrils, along with a small burst of blue current that pricked Lann's cheek.
But the Demon Hunter wasn't displeased.
This was merely the young unicorn throwing a little tantrum, and most importantly: it promised to help Lann find the target.
Amid the crisp "clop clop" of hooves, the unicorn, elegant and graceful in form, turned around and gestured for Lann to follow.
