"Is everyone ready?" On the cool morning atop the Forest of Death, a light breeze caressed the air with a fresh and slightly damp touch, far more comfortable than the muggy environment at the foot of the Lost Forest. With her back to the breeze, Her Majesty delicately brushed the hair from her cheeks, turning her soft gaze onto the faces of the girls, "Especially you, have you all made both the practical and psychological preparations?"
"Wait, wait, I'm almost there," a voice called out from behind Lina, or more precisely, from inside Lina's backpack. Under the bewildered gazes of the others, Lina turned around. Her backpack was open, revealing a smooth and pale skull, from within which green Soul Fire flickered. Its jaw moving up and down, a clear childlike voice emanated from within, "I'll be done in a moment, you absolutely must wait for me, otherwise it would be very troublesome."
