The Entrance

Wain, Erza, Ern, and Alas had been at the root for more than six hours, so in the Forgotten Forest, night had already fallen.

"It was beautiful here in the morning, but this place truly became magical at night." Ern muttered while looking at the Spirits flying in the distance.

The night was a time when everyone slept, that rule didn't always work for fighters, but this night was quiet. Dozens of people who had come here for treasure were just resting now, they were even giving up the easy trials of the Spirits to keep their minds on the beautiful scenery.

"Yes... It's times like this when you realize that sometimes it's worth taking your mind off everything and just resting. You can't be busy doing something all the time, or rather you shouldn't be." Alas muttered as he yawned.

Wain had received the most serious wounds, but Ern, Erza, and Alas were also in combat, so this rest was what they needed.