"You actually managed to defeat someone on the Sword Tablet!?"
Frostella snorted a huff of haughty air while vehemently bobbing her head up and down. "Yep, yep, I beat up that old evil man who lives on the other side of the mountain, then I put him in my stomach! So, how is it?? What do you think of this grand thing I've done for the three of us—" Before she could finish her narcissistic proclamation, both Lira and Runa rushed over to embrace her. Tears streamed down their cheeks as they hugged her as if afraid she would disappear forever if they let go.
"Wha—??"
"Don't ever do something dangerous like that! Not ever again!" Lira reprimanded in a severe tone, which also contained a deep level of care and affection. Adding to what the Eldest Sister said, Runa shouted, "Do you have any idea just how much of an impact your death would have had on us!? You don't! I-If you had died, th-then…"
