Fischl darted forward, her movements a blur of grace and determination. She navigated the undulating terrain with practiced ease, her eyes fixed on the distant prize. Oz, soaring above, provided a watchful eye, his keen sight guiding his mistress through the verdant labyrinth.
Oz transformed into the night-severing shadow, his wings expanding as he became the conduit for Fischl’s ultimate technique. As the slimes bounced past, confident in their lead, the sky darkened. fischl x slime race to the finish vicineko exclusive