Godfrey looked at his surroundings. He was no longer in Shibuya, no longer hemmed in by towering buildings on both sides of the street, but on a hill. There was a path made due to several people walking through the same place, and that path led down to a half-burnt and completely abandoned town several dozen feet below.
The water wheel still spun, the wooden bridges made of hand-carved planks were still there. Godfrey couldn’t really speculate, but he knew he had stepped into ancient Japan, a pocket world made by the mana tree.
He heard a soft growl and the sound of neighing, forcing him to turn back. His eyes settled on Ken and Ema.
Ken sat atop his summon’s horse. A three-headed thin black horse with a silvery-white mane and tail. It looked like the messenger of death given form.
Beside him was Ema, who was also scanning the horse with intrigue. She leaned on her bear, one hand supporting her chin as her bear walked slowly.
"Tracker," Godfrey said.
Ema glanced at him. "I remember I told you my name is Ema." She clicked her tongue and gently tapped her bear.
It began to sniff and walk around.
Godfrey tilted his head. He didn’t understand how this worked. Seeing his puzzled and expectant face and Ken’s eyes always following her, Ema decided to speak up.
"Yoru’s innate skill allows him to see what he smells, and he can track anything for over a hundred miles. However, that wouldn’t have made me the best tracker in Japan, so we pushed ourselves and learnt an Adaptive skill that allows him to smell mana, and mana has signatures."
Yoru, the black bear, began to walk down the hill. Ema smirked. "I’ve trained him to always focus on the strongest and most powerful one. He also knows how to handle complex mana signatures and can link them to the main one. One sniff, and my boy here can track anything to the ends of the depths of hell."
Yoru suddenly growled.
"You found it. Good boy." She caressed the bear’s head and pecked it before facing the others. "Alright, boys. We’re good to go. I’ll lead you straight to this boss."
"How fast can your bear run?" Godfrey inquired.
"Yoru is a good runner, and he has quite the stamina. There’s a reason we force our summons to adapt," Ema responded, then crossed her arms.
"I heard you said no trucks, so where’s your own ride?"
A portal flared up beside Godfrey, and Solstice walked out. He knew Solstice would not be pleased to carry others on his back, but as long as they could keep up, then they should be able to get to the boss faster than the first team.
"Is he going to ride the back of his knight?" Ema lifted an eyebrow. She wouldn’t judge. As a freelancing summoner, she had seen a lot of stuff, most of it absurd, but if the knight could run, then it was fine.
But before her very eyes, a massive fog billowed out of Solstice, engulfing the entire place. A deep growl made her eardrums tremble, and the fog dissipated rather quickly, revealing a regal golden dragon whose two spiral horns aimed for the sky.
Billows of golden waves started from behind his horns all the way down his long scaly neck to his shoulders.
Solstice’s size as a dragon made their summons look really small. Ema blinked several times, then turned to Ken like she expected an explanation from him.

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