Personal Anger

I can't tell you how we entered a loop without an exit. We were trying desperately to speak to the communities, motivated not by knowledge but by the words of some charlatans. Still, we could not see that we were gradually losing our standard and descending rapidly to their level.

"Rimel, are we under the influence of a talent?"

While the young girl was arguing with an aunt who was gossiping about herself, she would startle at my voice. When I checked the party screen, there was no effect on us, but I still had to ask our healer to be sure.

"I can walk around whenever I want. Am I going to ask you that? You will take care of your son whom you could not discipline!"

Still, our girl had finished her speech. Rimel gave the appropriate answer to the ignorant who came before her.

"Max, we are not under the influence of any abilities, but it looks like the Fallen have managed to get us all into a stalemate!"