Naneow was already far ahead. Her pack bulged with emptied flasks hastily refilled with Lurium. The clinging smoke lingered behind, downing the last of the silver liquid.0

"I feel uneasy," said Isaac.0

Isaac's sudden shift in tone was jarring. A moment ago, he had been giddy, boasting that we no longer had to fear Demon Kings or goddesses. 0

"That thing isn't the problem. I feel the gaze of surveillance. We've touched the roots themselves. Accelerate speed," said Isaac, his voice now carrying gravity.0

With a single powerful beat of his wings, the force of acceleration flowed into both me and the skeletal mount.0

Paaat!0

The steed surged forward. We'd flee as far as we could. Our goal was the fourth floor, where Naneow had secured the entrance. Thanks to our speed, the sticky smoke remained behind, still feasting on Lurium. 0

[The Skeleton Soldier has halted.]1

Isaac muttered, "The hole in the heavens… it has appeared."0

"What? Naneow Tropin has… stopped? What are these messages?"0

A panicked voice rang out. The status window continued.0

[The Skeleton Soldier has naturally halted. Since the skeletal mount stopped its steps as if it were obvious, the rider above had no choice but to stop as well.]0

The skeletal mount had...0