"Hoo—hoo—we finally escaped... That was too terrifying... That dragon's mouth was so big just now, it could swallow ten Paimons in a single bite."
"Be confident, even if there were twenty of you, that giant dragon would still only need one bite..."
A blonde-haired young boy and a floating white creature collapsed, panting heavily, near the large tree in Windrise.
His name was Aether, a Traveler. He was considering taking a new name for himself, but was troubled by the fact that he hadn't thought of one yet.
Her name was Paimon. Aether had fished her out of the water, and she had seized the opportunity to latch onto him as her meal ticket, living a life of free food and drink.
Originally, following Paimon's guidance, he should have swum across Cider Lake and attempted to touch the Statue of the Seven.
Instead, as luck would have it, they ran into Stormterror, who had arrived ahead of schedule and been nursing two months of pent-up resentment. They had no choice but to rely on their mortal bodies to flee all the way to Windrise on foot.
After resting for a moment, their stomachs let out a rumble.
"We've been running for so long... I feel so hungry... (Sniffs) Wow! Traveler, what smells so good?"
Paimon's nose twitched frantically, her eyes glazed over as she floated up, drawn like a hooked fish step by step by the invisible aroma toward the nearby giant tree.
"Be careful, Paimon. What if it's a trap?"
Aether straightened his clothes a bit and followed after her. Soon, he saw …
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