"I said we go for a nice calming walk not a sharp scary cave," Nie, in a ghost kid state, complained as he tried to pull away.
Inn was holding him by the wrist. Nie was struggling against the grasp but Inn knew she was strong.
An echoing scream was heard and Nie paused, Inn let go of his hand.
"You hear that?" Inn asked.
"Of course i would, i wouldn't stop pulling away if i hadn't heard that,"
Inn shushed him and he did silented.
They staggered to the cave's opening. Then, they heard another scream, this time an agonizing scream.
They quickly hid on a bush.
"I think i know what happened to Master He," Nie whispered.
"I think he heard a scream then, he looked at who it was from the cave and then, that person hurted him!" Nie accidentally shouted.
Inn shushed him and Nie covered his mouth.
"We're doomed," Nie concered.
"What does morphing feels like?" Inn asked. She needed to know this, now.
"W- why are you asking now, in a situation like this?" Nie asked as they heard footsteps coming.
He shivered. Inn was serious.
"Just tell me," Inn tried to not shout.
"Tell me," She repeated sincerely this time.
"Morphing is about protecting yourself, not just"-the footsteps are getting louder, Nie shivered-"not just transforming to anything"
"How can it protect you?" Inn immediately asked.
Nie glared at her. Inn only ushered him.
"When i morph into, for example, a watermelon. I become an invisible tiny kind of atom and"-he quickens his pace-"my energy teleports me-atom self to a protected place, for example, in a watermelon, my energy puts me-atom self on the seeds so, even if someone eats the watermelon"-the footsteps is in its loudest-"they can't eat me,"
The footsteps stopped. Nie almost fainted and Inn was just silent.
Slowly, a bright beam opened the bush. Inn and Nie flinched.
Inn slowly looked back at the person.
"AHHHH!" Inn shouted, her hair blew and blue mist spiralled up until they've reached her hair.
Inn felt being tickled by the mist. Inn's hair consumed the mist and slowly her hair became blue then, turned to flowing water.
"You're a Blue Mistser!?"
