"The world continues to attack, and it doesn't even give you time to grieve"
So,
The battle that couldn't stop while shooting, the rain showed no sign of stopping.
The sea catches its breath, and the forest reveals its teeth wet.
The dryer does not lower the crossbow.
Tears have already dried up, and all that remains is the resolution in the wind.
Grey Current Shaman Twists the Cloudy Current
The ground is stretched like a swamp, and the steps become heavy.
but
The grass roots react first.
Roots rise from under Dryard's feet
Tear off the slow flow.
The moment the black foam Ripper rises with the waves,
The crossbow is ringing.
a penetration.
The foam was shattered
Even the rule that the real thing is the farthest away
It doesn't work this time.
Mr. Ruin, Gargoyle falls and sets off fragments of the temple
The stone thorns are stuck first
The explosion ends in the air.
The screams of Deep Echo Spectre
When you're trying to bring out the past
The dryer pauses for a moment.
“……Stop."
The vision shots are superimposed on the sound waves
The echo returns to itself.
Forgetting fragments are coming
Memory is no longer a weapon.
I've already lost everything I have to lose.
Lastly
Coastal collapse shakes the cliff.
the moment the earth falls
The dryer is fixed with the roots.
"This is... It's not a place to fall yet."
The crossbow rang again
The shapes of the monsters disappear one by one in the heavy rain.
And what's left is
Broken coast, wet forest,
And a dryer standing alone.