[Snake Molt Older Sister: Yila, it's about time. Your body is almost done for.]
[Snake Molt Older Sister: Let's go. We'll find another chance for revenge later.]
[Snake Molt Younger Sister: Yes, sister is right.]
[Snake Molt Older Sister: ...Yila, did you hear? It's time to slip away.]
"..."
"Mr. Yila~ Come on~ Come on~"
Yila squinted his eyes. He felt his vision blur. Using the power of Snake Molt for too long had already caused great strain on his mind and body. The most sensible choice would have been to retreat immediately.
But...
"Did you hear that?"
Yila said this as he looked at the World Tree Beast, which had once again entered the *Rest* state. He took a deep breath, almost closing his eyes, and spoke to the Snake Molt with a very tired voice: "Isabella is cheering for me."
"..."
