A few minutes ago…
Timo was running towards the ship. His chest was burning, but he didn't care about that. His mind was filled with Bron's final words. Soon, the massive vessel came into view.
However, just as he was about to break through the forest, he heard a voice.
[It's a pity.]
Timo froze in place, his eyes darting around, but there was no one there apart from the ship's crew in the distance. But the voice he heard sounded like someone was standing right next to him.
[Why do you bother looking so serious? In the end, you will abandon anyone to save yourself. So why act as if you care?]
Timo waved his hands wildly, trying to swat away the voice, but the more he tried, the louder it got. Even clutching his ears didn't help.
Deep down, Timo knew it had to be the enemy's trick, but his mind was in too much turmoil to fight back.
"Who are you?" Timo screamed, his voice hoarse from not speaking in years.
[You came to find me, and don't even know who I am?]
"…heretic."
