Lyra found herself walking amidst a dense forest on a large mountain. The air was filled with a thick miasma and everything felt gloomy and eerie.

The fact that there didn’t seem like there was anyone else around made her feel all the more terrified.

After walking through the forest for some time, Lyra’s ears twitched as the sound of a flowing stream could be heard. Looking around, she eventually came across a lit area where the stream was. However, that wasn’t the only thing she saw there.

Standing beside the stream was a woman wearing white clothes. It was a no-brainer that anyone who saw such a long-haired woman standing in the middle of nowhere would be rightfully terrified.

“…Who… who are you…?” asked Lyra meekly as she looked at the woman’s back.

“…Save me… You’re the only one capable of leading him here to save me…!” replied the woman.

Though Lyra was terrified when she heard that, she could sense the melancholy in her voice, and it seemed that the woman was weeping