The scene had returned to the meadow, the atmosphere serene. The sounds of birds chirped as two people sat on stone chairs, facing each other. A table was in-between them, atop which two teacups were placed.
Vaika sipped her tea as she said, "The purpose behind my Crimson Desert is two factors: one, to trap my enemies in my world while I swiftly kill them in reality, and two, using their trapped presences for my agenda."
"Agenda?" Jyorta placed his teacup on the table, repeating her statement.
"What do you think is happening in the Crimson Desert? Why do you think I created the world as is?" Vaika responded with a question.
