Elior clicked his tongue.
[Usually, the more you fail, the more the time fastens for one,] she added. [You haven't failed once yet, other than the nightmares. That actually throws you to the successful bunch of the participants, but your decision to waste useful time indulging in useless pursuit puts you in the league of the average or above average, at best.]
"I don't find myself succeeding in the nightmare any time soon," Elior said, voice dry and somewhat resentful.
[So you will stay here, for the time being, going through the torment again and again,] the pixie said as bit her lips hesitantly. [I hate to break it to you. Things will only get worse from here. Corruption works in ways you can't comprehend. Even gaining some permanent trauma, which you are trying so hard for, wouldn't be difficult.]
