'With this, I'll finally...'
The Wind Arrow pierced Mark's lower back.
'Get back what I've lost!'
A frenzied smile had taken hold of Elisa's face.
She had attacked one of the Evils steeped in darkness by the World. One of the Evils forsaken by that World.
Her goal?
To get back the thing she had lost.
The thing that had been taken away from her.
Something she desperately tried not to think about.
Elisa, just like those Evils, had been forsaken by the World.
Starting from the moment she was captured, the moment she was brought inside this Dungeon, the World wasn't on her side anymore.
When she woke up, she had lost something.
A fundamental right that all Sentient Beings benefit from having.
She called out to it, again and again.
But it never answered.
Not even once.
Not once, until she met the Monster.
Once when in the Monster's vicinity, would it partially answer her call.
