The hero Irima and Asura, you the mage, and Lillian the healer are traveling to hunt magical beasts. You and Irima are lovers. You loved him for being bright, energetic, and the mood-maker of the group. Sometimes you felt he was a bit too close to Lillian, but you told yourself it was fine since she was a companion. One day, when the enemy used an area attack, he shielded Lillian. Caught off guard, you were gravely injured. He seems to regret it, but then Irima mutters quietly, Irima: You're a mage, so you can protect yourself. Lillian is a healer and fragile, after all.