In the withered forest, red like glass, Colin was comforting the little elf Nasi.
"Little Nasi, try again, it might just be a fluke."
Nasi sat dejectedly atop his head, listlessly pulling at his hair, her red eyes brimming with crystalline tears.
Hearing Colin's words, she let go of the strand of blond hair she was holding and pouted in response,
"But Little Nasi has tried once, twice, three times... so many times!
The door over there is broken, Little Nasi can't open it..."
Colin was silent.
It had been six hours since they entered this place, and in the past hour, with his encouragement, the little elf Nasi had repeatedly tried to "open the door"...
But until now, after Nasi had eaten the last ancient tree heart, she had yet to succeed even once.
Drip~drip.
Tiny tears fell from Nasi's chin, landing on Colin's head.
"Wahh... Little Nasi can't open the door anymore, it's no use..."
