No matter how severely the boundaries had shrunk, the inside of the forest was a world separate and thoroughly isolated from the outside. Unlike the territories outside blackened by malice, the forest remained lush and peaceful.

However, all of this changed in an instant.

When the Mother Tree’s death was accelerated, the silent Qeishas suddenly gathered in one place.

“Push back the demonic beings.”

There was no further explanation. The fairies did not ask any questions to the elder Qeisha giving the command. They wordlessly took out bows as tall as themselves.

Tug.

They pulled the straightened bows and secured their bowstrings. With that single, simple movement, the previously unarmed Qeishas finished their battle preparations.

The fairies sitting in the forest’s shade singing beautiful songs no longer existed here.

The Qeishas equipped with their bows were expert hunters and ruthless fighters. The eyes visible through their masks were fear-inducing.

Tap. Tap.

Having prepared for battle, the Qeishas gathered in groups and disappeared to the forest’s outskirts.

“I’ll help.”

After silently watching this unfold, Seon-Hyeok told Najima of his intent to join in the battle.

Najima shook her head.

“Please protect the Mother with the rest of the tribe.”

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