The two of us tried to clear the battlefield as quickly as possible and started to retreat towards the camp to avoid any more combat. I felt a sense of realisation—seeing the difference in experience allowed me to wake up.
"Akira..."
In my mind, using memories of the past, it seemed like we had just finished a game tutorial, and we managed to avoid dying, and now the monsters suddenly grew in strength because we picked nightmare difficulty.
"What's the matter, Sylvia?"
I know it's a very otaku thought, but for once, my past self's memories came in handy as I would have no clue about all this damn levelling and evolution stuff.
"From here on out, it might become increasingly difficult to survive... I am worried you will suffer if not prepared."
