“Don’t— leave me this time…” Amongst the landscape of tattered umbrellas littering the marshy ground, a brown-haired woman roaming the seemingly endless piles of bumbershoots with a trance-like expression. She wore the Sunshower E.G.O Suit, which appeared like a white raincoat with mossy fox-like ears, wielding a sharp parasol-like E.G.O weapon made out of the same material. Outis, in general, seemed as if she were two steps away from corroding into a Drifting Fox.