Bella had grown thin.
The harsh voyage at sea, the fierce battles on the Archipelago pulling back and forth against the Mist over and over again, none of that had managed to weaken her.
But ever since they landed, on the road from the harbor to Oath City, she had seen Fungal Mats everywhere, mushroom forests rising like columns.
Whenever she used [Realm of Truth], the sky was still the sky, but the earth was no longer the earth—the whole world turned into a seething, writhing expanse of Chaos.
Especially every time she ate, seeing others with faces full of enjoyment stuffing that kind of thing into their mouths, she completely lost her appetite.
The best way, of course, was to not use the ability.
However, whenever Bella encountered an existence that posed an extreme threat, her body would almost instinctively use this ability.
