A pale glow fell, illuminating the writhing shadows of the abyssal depths, as if the Dark Mother herself had opened her arms...,She arrived at the large stone in the distance, where another round-faced girl in sportswear sat astride a white direwolf, stretching out her hand to pull the girl in white up. She said impatiently:,The first three ranks are bronze spirits, corresponding to the servant-rank pet beasts.。