Having made up her mind, Baimeng no longer hesitated. With a few deft movements of her fingers, a butterfly emerged. Unlike the red butterflies, this one was a hard-to-notice dark red, no larger than a fingernail. Blending almost seamlessly into the shadows of the plants, it flew out swiftly and stealthily.
"This is a Tracking Butterfly. It shares its field of view with me. It's tiny and moves fast, making it ideal for tracking people."
Baimeng closed her eyes and explained, reaching out to take Lumine's—no, Aether's—offered hand.
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