NEOMA did carefully what Mochi told her to do.
She cut her finger, closed her eyes, and envisioned turning her drop of blood into a beautiful red rose. And she just didn't do it carefully. She did it with the utmost seriousness and concentration as if her life depended on it.
But instead of turning her blood into a flower, she felt her Mana flicker and burn her blood.
When she opened her eyes, she looked down on the floor and she found a burn mark on it instead of bloodstain.
Tteokbokki, Neoma said sternly in her mind. Was it your flame?
It's my flame, thug princess, Tteokbokki admitted in a hesitant and nervous voice. But you were the one who summoned it.
She clicked her tongue in frustration.
Her Soul Beast wasn't blaming her.
After all, she knew that she might have really summoned her flame unconsciously. That often happens when she was in full concentration.
