After securing the Moonlit Mushrooms, we didn't waste time lingering in the clearing. The longer we stayed in one place, the higher the chance of something finding us.
I checked the list again. Dragonfly Shells. This one was going to be tricky. Unlike the previous items, it wasn't just a matter of knowing where to look—we also had to deal with the damn things themselves.
Wallace adjusted his glasses. "We're looking for Razorwing Dragonflies, right?"
I nodded. "Yeah. Their molted shells are what we need."
Felix groaned. "And let me guess—these dragonflies aren't just harmless little bugs?"
Mira smirked. "Oh, Felix. When has anything we've found so far been harmless?"
Felix sighed in defeat. "I really need to start asking dumber questions."
"Razorwing Dragonflies are fast, territorial, and their wings are sharp enough to slice skin," I explained. "But the good news is, we don't have to fight them. We just need their discarded shells."
