Watching the scene, Cyber's nose inexplicably tingled with emotion.
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and downed the liquid in the cup in one gulp.
Foul stench.
Spicy and sour.
Yet, it couldn't match the heaviness in Cyber's heart at this moment.
He couldn't understand what these elves had endured to fall to this state.
Abyss Worm...
Is this... the abyss?
The flames in the fire basin crackled, and the door creaked in the wind.
Aister stood up, raised the tray again, hid her worries, and replaced them with a smile like sunshine in spring:
"Dad, guest, hungry? Aister has prepared food, fill your stomach!"
Saying this, she brought the clay bowl on the tray to the two of them.
Upon hearing Aister's words, Cyber also felt a hint of hunger in his belly. However, with the "tea" before, he had already mentally prepared somewhat.
Lowering his gaze, he looked at the food the girl handed him.
It was dried jerky in chunks, dark black.
