"Death is not scary, it's just a part of nature, just like life, yet you fools abandon it so readily. Look at this land, this is what the future looks like for you blind ones."
"Nonsense! This land is sick, it needs to be healed, not killed!"
Heinz looked at his niece, her face flushed with anger, and the excitement hidden in his chest dissipated without him realizing it.
He spoke calmly, as usual without a hint of emotion.
"Do you remember when you ascended to Second Tier, Fannila?"
"Of course," the elf girl looked at her pendant, "the Force of Nature twirled around my body, my body cheered in this vigor, my power grew, life reached a higher level, vitality cleansed my body, my parents poured the dispersed Life Force into these green leaves, becoming my Second Tier ability."
"Why, when we advance a stage, do we gain new abilities? Why, every time we advance, do we risk failure and injury? Why do we have energy dispersion, can our bodies really not hold the magic they produce?"
