Abyssal Space beneath the Divine Wood.
Gurgle—
"I'm so hungry... is there really nothing to eat here?"
Listening to his comrade's desperate complaint, Salian, lying on the ground, suddenly thought of a plump Puki wandering in the darkness.
But it's clearly not the time to mention that.
After a long rest, the three of them barely managed to recover from the chaotic mental impact of the fragmented information.
Salian got up and walked toward another moderately sized information block in the distance.
Yet behind him came the tired voice of another Mage:
"I say... stop torturing yourself. We've been struggling for so long and found nothing useful except for some fragmented images. Just the three of us, thinking we can find a way out from this vast ocean of blocks—it's just a dream. Besides, who can guarantee that there's even a way to leave in here?"
