Lycoris was on a quest! Well — Lycoris was always on a quest. This one, however, was a little different. She shuffled around the brush, then sniffed the air. Her beloved pendant was safe on her neck, but she wasn’t transformed. As much as she loved it, her humanoid form was still a little hard to control, and for this, she needed the practised precision of a hunter. She stopped to listen — no sound. Just as well. The prey she was hunting made no sound at all. Lyco...