Night fell quietly over Amestris City. In a narrow backstreet, a small, weather-worn house stood apart from the bustling districts. The moonlight spilled through broken shutters, catching on dust and shadow.
Inside, two figures moved softly.
"Why are we hiding in this place?" Carmilla wrinkled her nose, the musty air offending her sharp senses. Her golden eyes glimmered faintly in the dim light.
"The Thunder Spirit Beast's egg has begun to change," Mia replied, her expression composed but her tone edged with tension.
The shadow beneath Mia's feet rippled like liquid ink. From it emerged a faint violet glow, and a moment later, a beast egg the size of a human head slowly rose into view. Lightning flickered faintly across its shell.
Carmilla leaned closer, her fangs glinting. "It's about to hatch, isn't it?"
