To pulsate

Rotten moss and black droplets fell from the ceiling, and the forgetting sediment slowly wriggled underfoot. The dryer paused for a moment. “……It's not over here yet." The voice of the past seeped from the floor. Laughs, screams, names that have left. But she didn't cover her ears. The forest fairy does not turn away from memory. She lifted the crossbow. The pattern engraved on the stem shines faintly, and the energy of grass, stones, and water is woven together. The first shot. As the frostbite was embedded in the wall of the channel, The abyss filter attached to the wall contracts like screaming. The accumulated corruption flows out like an explosion, The infiltrating spears burst and scattered in the air. "Good…" The road opens up." At that moment, Pezzan Naga crawled up from the water. The lower half of the body has already melted and is indistinguishable from water, Only the upper body points tenaciously at the crossbow. Dried doesn't back down. When you touch the floor, the roots break the stone and rise up. Root Shield The roots and the rocks are woven together to form a shield, Naga's attack bounces off, leaving only a splash. The second shot that follows. a vision fragmentation bomb A split bullet in the air carves Naga's shape. But deep in the waterway It is reconstructed as if a rotten ally is being dragged out. Broken objects pull each other and become larger chunks. "It means there's no end...” The dryer takes a breath, puts down the crossbow. This time, it's not shooting. As she stomped, The entire floor of the waterway shakes. a block of land The rock rises and presses down the passage, The fierce drug stops moving while being pressed. Lastly a frozen wave The breath of cold water swept through the passage The remaining spoilage specter, black filter, and blood leak freezes. Hold on, it's still. The water flows again This place can no longer swallow her. The dryer slowly moves forward. At the end of the waterway, over the collapsed stone gate I can feel the weak but clear pulsation of nature. "Naid... The place you were going to, this is it." She lifts the crossbow again. I'm alone, but I don't shake. And It descends to a deeper ruins.