Forest
The figure behind the trees was just as how Link had estimated. She was around five feet tall and was slim. There were a clean ponytail and a pair of pure eyes with complicated emotions in them. There was confusion but also the fatigue of having seen too much.
She wore simple leather armor. Its style and color were very strange. It didn't look like the Firuman style or the Araguan style that Link had once experienced. There was a sword at her waist. The hilt was old, and the handguard had many small nicks.
Link had great vision. He could see instantly that the sword had gone through countless battles. The nicks had resulted from collisions with enemy weapons. He could see from the runes that this was the main weapon he'd once made for Nana—the Last Nightmare.
"Master," the girl said while walking forward and lowering onto one knee before Link.
"Master?" Milose was very shocked. The change was a bit drastic, and he couldn't process it.
