"Princess...," Sword God said, completely surprised by the identity of his savior.
"Are you alright?" she asked Sword God, her eyes on Kyle, her guard up in case he made a move.
Kyle retreated backward, leaving what he suspected was love.
"I'm alright, Princess. What are you doing here? No, how are you here?" Sword God muttered.
"That doesn't matter. What's going on here?" Elizabeth, the Ice Princess, asked, her face extremely serious.
"Finally, the question that matters," Stagnant Water said, insensitive to the moment. Well, he was sensitive, but he didn't care. His life was more valuable than dying. Well, he could resurrect, but to an addicted gamer like Stagnant Water, dying—even in a game—felt like dying for real. The depression always hit harder than the average person could possibly understand, especially in a virtual reality game.
"We were ambushed by these two. They're part of the demon camp. Help us," Stagnant Water pleaded, not caring about his pride one bit.
