when I started looking for information on my own, that's when I met her... Although I had achieved my goal, my thoughts sometimes didn't let me sleep, when I gained a considerable advantage in the war I saw her enter. The same one, in whom I had gained confidence, had entered the enemy troops, when I saw her, my head simply would not let me see her die at the hands of my troops, I cast one or another spell sometimes to be able to cover her, and when that ended confrontation I sighed a little relieved not to see her. wounded, when they retreated, I did the same, my troops began to retreat The abyssal forest began to fill with darkness, a reminder of how gloomy the night was, everything was almost destroyed, some trees broken, the ground was filled with a little spilled blood, but notice how it began to heal on its own, It was the magic that that same forest had