The clue connected to the spirit forest made it impossible for Vaelyth to fully calm down.
Ever since leaving the Frozen Time Cage, she had always maintained her usual cold and composed demeanor. But each time her gaze fell upon the faint purple mark on her wrist, in Vaelyth's mind the fragments of information the System had just displayed would appear once again.
[Forest…]
[Spirit…]
[Battlefield…]
[Blood…]
Only four scattered words.
But to Vaelyth, that was enough to drag memories that had seemed about to be buried by ice and snow back to the surface.
Noan saw that wavering, but did not ask further. He only had Noralia continue helping Vaelyth and Monica stabilize their souls, while telling the two of them to rest for a while.
Investigating that coordinate could come later.
Right now, Noan had something more important to handle.
The Chaos Battlefield.
