Aguni was sitting in the middle of the forest. With nowhere to go, regret pierced his mind from the night he accidentally killed Hatter. It wasn't his fault, he just tried to defend himself, but why did that unsettling feeling of guilt always come back?

Aguni was indignant. He went through so much in these games, saw so many people die, killed so many people himself... and yet, here he was. Having hallucinations of your dead friend. It was hilarious and ironic at the same time.

Aguni stood still, his head leaning against a tree as he looked in the direction Hatter's hallucination must have been. It wasn't anymore. Instead of being there, you were the one standing there, with some wooden branches to make a fire.

You walked over, placing the branches in front of Aguni and kneeling in front of him. Aguni grabbed your wrist, before you could light a fire.

"Don't make flames. It will draw the attention of the King of Swords. Plus, you might start a fire." Aguni warned, his grip not that firm.