He walks into a clearing. Mela´s sitting in the center of it, singing to the sky.
Mela: ...The mountains sigh at your sight, your sight...the mountains sigh at your sight...
Mela: AHH! She jumps, startled
Mela: H-hey! Get your weird metal thing outta my home!
Mela sighs
Mela: ...You should get out of here.
Mela: ...These woods are dangerous. There old, ancient and immensly powerful...full of yokais...it´s trouble, even for a shardkeeper...
