We should kill that Witch

The golden line in the sky was pointing straight down at the hut, casting a faint golden glow over its surroundings.

"That house is the exit from this place." Magna told Renna, before starting to check the area for any presence.

He badly wanted to run over and eat all the Golden Sunberries, or just rush straight to the hut and leave the place, but something felt wrong, and that feeling kept him rooted in place.

"Do you think it's a trap?" Renna was sharp enough to notice his hesitation.

She found it strange too.

The sunberry field looked far too neat and well tended, like someone had been taking care of it constantly. But there shouldn't be anyone else in this dimension besides the Faceless Witch.

What would she even be doing farming ordinary sunberries here?

If they were ordinary at all.

Then it hit her. "These aren't just regular sunberries, are they?"